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.

to the door and was about to return to the

looked back at

Patrick frowned.

but the medicine made him a

thoughts in his eyes, he turned off all the lights in the bedroom,

on the edge of

reached out and held her in his

once against his

as if she was used

in a bad mood tonight, and even when

and Patrick looked down at her

been to the

to know about

her brows gently

felt itchy, she turned her head and rubbed her face against his

she didn't frown now and was

lit up and a smile appeared on his grim

his hand and stopped caressing her face,

to her, their breaths intertwined, very low

couldn't help holding his breath as he approached

trembled, but he didn't notice that

beating a little fast, but she was nervous even with her

felt a little

didn't want

just as Patrick was about to kiss her soft lips, he seemed to have

felt it was such a

felt a little disappointed

she was very

chest and kick him, but if she did these, he would know

and kept tossing and

not sleep

forehead several times to see whether she was infected by him.Christina didn't sleep well

morning, her phone rang.What bastard

 "Who is it?!"

the other end of the phone was stunned for

enough sleep and was dizzy.She only felt that the voice was familiar.She pressed her phone on her ear casually

man next to

her eyes, she realized that she was so close to Patrick, and his hand was naturally

mind was completely

what's going

on the other end of the phone

in

it was his

suddenly rolled over and

what are

so scared that her mind was

want to do you” Patrick whispered in a husky voice in her

on the phone heard their conversation and his face

the phone was

"Cory!"

kindergarten in A City, a man clutched his

daughter to kindergarten when he suddenly remembered something and

she called him twice before

little stunned.His gaze fell on

woman looked very much like

to know each other very well,"

Cecilia heard his tone,

actress, everyone had been kind to her,

held back her anger and forced

some misunderstandings between us.Today I