Spoil My Errant Wife

"Where is he?” Christina pushed the door open and went into the bedroom.

She put down the bowl of hot congee in her hand, turned but found he wasn't on the bed.

There was still half of the infusion hanging in the iron rack.

The syringe was forcefully removed, and the liquid was dripping...

'He asked me to go downstairs and bring congee for him..’'

The man must take the opportunity to slip away: Christina was a little angry.

Without thinking, she knew where he was.She immediately turned and walked towards the study.

"Are you that eager to know what's hidden in my study?"

However, when Christina held the doorknob of the study, a deep voice tinged with anger came from behind her.

Christina turned around and looked at him, confused.

The next second, she came to her senses and took a step forward.

She gritted her teeth and said angrily, "Yes, I just wanted to sneak into your study while you were sick tonight and see what cruel things you have done in there!"

"You!" Patrick looked angry too.

There were fewer servants on the east side of the villa, and the corridor on the second floor was quiet.

And they just stared at each other.

He did not speak again, but suddenly turned around and went back to his bedroom.

Christina stood still.

Watching him striding away, she was even pissed off and a little aggrieved.

"..I just wanted to come and ask you to go to your bedroom for a rest."

She didn't want to explain this to him.

Because when he saw her standing outside the study, her first thought was that she was up to something.

Christina always felt that she and he were from different worlds.

There was such a gap in their status.

Besides, he was too vigilant and suspicious, but she liked to keep everything simple.

The maid came in and took away the iron rack and the syringe by the bed, while Patrick sat in the small living room in the bedroom, hesitating over the bowl of congee on the coffee table.

Christina went straight into the bathroom to wash up quickly, then got into bed and fell asleep, completely ignoring him.

She had been running around for Patrick.

He was the one who was having a high fever, but she was the one that had been busy.

The bastard even removed the syringe before the infusion ran out...

She was very upset.

She held the quilt and moved several times.

After all, she was sleepy and fell asleep quickly.

The night was quiet.

And it was 11 now, not very late.

walked to the door and was

stopped and looked back at the woman on

Patrick frowned.

the medicine made him

he turned off all the lights in the bedroom, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, and

sleeping on the edge of

and held

struggled once

and she gradually gave in, as if she was used to him

was in a bad mood tonight, and even when she fell

down at

just been to the study to look for him, but

didn't want her to

her brows gently with his

felt itchy, she turned her head and rubbed her face against his chest, as if to

now and was

up and a smile appeared on

face, but his eyes

to her, their breaths intertwined, very low and

help holding his

didn't notice that she was

little fast, but she was nervous even with her eyes

also felt a little

why she didn't want to reject

was about to kiss her soft lips, he seemed to have remembered something

it was such

little disappointed and a

she was very

punch him in the chest and

kept tossing and turning

did not

infected by him.Christina didn't sleep well

morning, her phone

 "Who is it?!"

bed, Christina asked with resentment.The man on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then he said with some embarrassment, "Christina,

only felt that the voice was familiar.She pressed her phone on her ear casually and asked, "What's the

man next to

she realized that she was so close to Patrick, and his hand was naturally resting on her chest.He was a pervert! "Hey, take your hand

her mind was

going on over

scream, the person on the other end of the phone asked

in the person's voice through the

it was his

rolled over

what are you

scared that

you” Patrick whispered in a husky voice

phone heard their conversation and

second, the phone was

"Cory!"

in A City, a man clutched his cell phone and

his daughter to kindergarten when he

she called him twice before the man regained his senses and looked

front of him, Cory was a little stunned.His gaze fell on her face for three seconds, and he laughed

looked very much

seem to know each other very well," Cory spoke in a cold

his tone,

career as an actress, everyone had been kind to

anger and forced

be some misunderstandings between us.Today I came here to see you...'’ Cory was