Spoil My Errant Wife

"Let me go..."

"Patrick, let go of me..."

He grabbed her wrist and dragged her down the stairs.

Christina frowned and looked at the cold profile of the man in front of her.

He suddenly appeared in this old apartment and coldly asked her what she thought he was like.

Then he reached out and dragged her away.She had no idea what he was thinking.

Christina turned around and looked up the stairs with a worried look...He dragged her away.

Cory tried to stop him and lost his balance and fell down.His arm seemed to have been pierced with broken glass.

"Worried about him?"

His voice was cold and deep, and his eyes were fixed on her, which sent a chill through Christina.

Patrick looked at her cringing look and told her word by word, "My cousin specially sent someone to watch over your apartment.He...really cares about you."

The last four words carried a hint of sarcasm.Christina was furious.

"Patrick, what do you mean by that? I helped Cory because he was drunk.We didn't..."

"Get in!"

He lost his patience and ordered her to get in the car.

The car started quickly and steadily up the highway.

He looked straight ahead.

Christina in the passenger seat looked at him with a complicated look.

He was silent, and the atmosphere suddenly quieted down.

Christina looked at him and wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.

He texted her last night that something was going on in the United States and that he wouldn't be back until next month.

But now he was in A City...

He was dressed in an expensive suit, still handsome, but he seemed to have lost some weight and looked tired with his brows furrowing a little.

He had been in America for only about two weeks, but somehow she felt like she hadn't seen him in a long time.

Christina turned her head and her mind was in turmoil.

She wanted to ask him a lot of questions.

Especially what Cory said about six years ago...

She hesitated for a long time and made up her mind to ask him, but when her eyes swept over the unfamiliar scenery outside the window, she was shocked.

"Where are we going?!"

This was not the way back to the Hopkins Family.

He didn't answer her.

It was evening, and the sky was dark, and the street lights were lit up.

It was rare for Patrick to drive by himself.

His grim profile was expressionless.

He held the steering wheel in his right hand and turned at a junction ahead, speeding towards the depths of the darkness.

About 30 minutes later, the car got off the highway, and the surrounding streets gradually brightened up, with lights and billboards flashing.

It was a very famous entertainment district in the east of the city, and some people secretly called it the lesser version of Las Vegas.

It was said that this place was empty in the daytime, but when night fell, it would be like a lively carnival.

It was so famous that it attracted many tourists at night, but if they had no friends here, they wouldn't know where the interesting places were.

And this place was very strange to Christina.

not enter the busiest area, but turned left and

strange place in front of her and suddenly felt

bringing me here?’ Christina

while, the car stopped in a quiet and spacious

as Patrick opened the car door, two

with a fawning smile and whispered something in

"Get out."

around and said into the

cold, and no one could tell his emotions

anxious

the door and walked slowly

as if this was the

men didn't dare to look

slightly at Christina and then led the way for

end of the dark alley, one of the men stepped forward and knocked five times on a very common big iron door, three

the heavy metal

looked over and

could be seen

they walked inside step by step, they could hear some noisy music coming out from time to time,

she felt

the elevator and went down to the fourth floor

ominous, while the man next to her kept a cold face and

a quaint corridor with European-style crystal lights hanging on both sides of

were not so bright, but kind

Christina took, she could hear her

floor was

them, they would immediately stand still and half-bow their heads to make

couldn't help sizing up Christina as if it was strange for her to be here, which made

was this place? The phone of the man who

to Patrick and reported in a

to Hampton Group, but the budget exceeded 30%

talking about

used her power at Hopkins Group to

Patrick's aunts' had been coveting

Christina found it strange that this man addressed Laurie

was Patrick's eldest aunt

sounded a little disdainful, without any

not from

working for Mr.Hopkins usually called

get the

said coldly as he walked to

see if he's worth

"Yes, sir"

nodded, turned,

they were saying, but judging from Patrick's cold voice, she

carved black wooden door was opened, and Patrick strode in, while Christina stood at the door, unable to move her

didn't want to go

some of the sounds coming from

was desperately kowtowing, his head pounded against the

thick ropes and he was kneeling on the ground, begging

won't dare to do it

there will

1.9 meters tall

his hand and lashed the man on the

and harsh sound, and

back was lacerated and he screamed

"Mr.Hopkins."

"Mr.Hopkins..."

stood up straight

on the floor raised

Patrick, his eyes widened and he

I...I will take responsibility for this batch of steel plates.I will definitely think

Patrick was calm and_ indifferent, which was

are in-laws.Don't

hear his

please..." Patrick did not even

door and called out softly, "Christina,

and was

voice was very gentle, but Christina felt a

the middle-aged man

was a distant relative of her