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.

door and was about to return to the

looked back

Patrick frowned.

was gone, but the medicine made him a

all the lights in the bedroom, walked

the edge of the

and held

struggled once against his

in, as if she was used

even when she fell

looked down at her quietly but wanted to

she had just been to the study to look for

didn't want her to

caressed her brows gently with his

her head and rubbed her face against his chest, as

she didn't frown now and was

eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his grim face as he watched

caressing her face, but his eyes

to her, their breaths intertwined, very low and

holding his

but he didn't notice that she was pretending

was beating a little fast, but

felt a

she didn't want to

as Patrick was about to kiss her soft

it was

felt a little disappointed and a little

she was very

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

kept tossing and turning in his

Patrick did not

whether she was infected by him.Christina didn't sleep well in the first half

phone rang.What bastard was calling

 "Who is it?!"

by the bed, Christina asked with resentment.The man on the other end of

sleep and was dizzy.She only felt that the voice was familiar.She pressed her

The man next to

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

mind was

going on over

on the other end of the phone asked anxiously, "Where are you now? Do you want me

hear the nervousness and worry in the person's voice through the cell

it

rolled over and

are

so scared that her

do you” Patrick whispered in a husky voice in her ear

their conversation and his face turned

the phone was

"Cory!"

the gate of a prestigious private kindergarten in A City, a man clutched his

to kindergarten when he suddenly remembered something and

him twice before the man

was a little stunned.His gaze fell on her face for three seconds, and

very

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

Cecilia heard his tone,

as an actress, everyone had been kind to her, but recently because of

her anger and forced a perfect

us.Today I came here to see you...'’ Cory was