Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 82: April Fool's Day

"Patrick..."

Christina suddenly opened her eyes.

She breathed an inward sigh of relief and wiped the sweat off her forehead.

It was a dream.

It was still that nightmare.

That year, she went on a high school graduation trip and went camping in the suburbs.

At dusk approached, she was suddenly attacked by five violent bandits from the mountain village.

They covered her mouth, dragged her to the depths of the mountain, and tore her clothes...

She was so scared that she shivered.

All she knew was that aman rushed over.

"He seems to be injured..."

She sat by the bedside, frowning and reminiscing about the past that she did not want to remember.

Christina's mind was in a mess.

She grabbed her long hair with her right hand and couldn't remember.

At that time, she was only 17 years old.

That year, too many misfortunes happened.

Her father brought his mistress home.

Her mother committed suicide in prison, and she and her aunt left the Dickens Family to live all by themselves...

She tried to get used to it, but reality didn't even give her time to breathe, forcing her to face such a cruel scene.

Did Patrick save her? She was in a daze.

She really wanted to ask him those questions, which she had never dared to bring up.

She subconsciously looked to her side, her expression slightly gloomy.

Patrick had returned to the country for almost a week but had never gone back home.

‘What is he busy with?’ The last time he took her to the basement of the entertainment center in the east of the city...

He seemed anxious to find someone.

Her eyes darkened.

He was always like this, hiding so many secrets.

bathroom to wash up, and spent the whole week in

to go to a

do you think he

restlessly around the top floor of

down, but there's still no news

be found.Even Patrick can't dig him

sat on the

in an American hospital for six years,

still very

cup of tea from the coffee table and took

think he’s been a vegetable for

was

he leave without a word, causing them to keep

worry too much.He's been sleeping for so many

him is more difficult to understand than Patrick.What

and could not help but complain, "What a

to do.’’

immediately grabbed his phone and edited

"Christina?"

his sneaky expression and glanced curiously at

He was texting Patrick.

next second, Chandler sighed, shook his head, and coldly said, "Charles,

wondered, ‘'How dare you lie to Patrick about Christina? You're going to

sent the message out with a righteous look on his face.He looked up and

day, and

brought Christina to the basement

Chandler's silver-rimmed glasses glowed.

gently and

froze, and he

"That's impossible!"

to take her to

confirmed it.Christina

that Christina

when he

He was done.

message he had just sent, regretting.Why couldn't the text message be

you, just tell him...’’ Christina

pressed the answer button, there was a howl of anguish on the other end of

there was

after hearing

at her cell

because the place

"What was Charles doing?"

help but

she turned to look out the window

the field were bending over to

surrounding environment was very quiet and

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