Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 85: Go Home, Our Home.

Gordon Hotel.

In the luxurious private room, there was a table of delicious food, but Christina was very restrained.

She put down her knife and fork, nervously took up a glass of milk in her right hand, took a sip, and secretly glanced at the man opposite her.

He didn't eat anything.

Christina hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but say, "Patrick, you..."

‘'What does he want to do?’' 

She was just waiting for someone at the IP&G Group, then she was inexplicably dragged here by Patrick.

He had the manager serve a table of food, but he just sat there with a straight face and he didn't eat.

Patrick leaned back against the chair, his brows slightly furrowed with weariness, and lazily glanced at the food on the table as if he had no appetite.

Hearing her voice, Patrick looked up at the woman opposite him.

He was a little strange today, and his burning eyes stared straight at her.

The corners of his lips were slightly pursed, as if he was hesitating if he should say that.

All of a sudden, a series of crisp ringtones rang from the coffee table in the private room.

Christina was stunned and immediately stood up and walked over.

It must be Crystal.

"Hey, it's my phone!"

Patrick moved faster than her.

He walked up quickly, picked up the phone on the coffee table, refused the call, turned it off, and threw the white phone on the sofa.

Christina stood aside, annoyed.

"What are you doing? That's my friend..."

She didn't finish her sentence when Patrick suddenly put his arms around her waist...

Christina was astonished.

He held her in his arms...

Christina was pushed onto the sofa.

She lowered her head, opened her eyes wide, and looked at Patrick in disbelief.

Patrick's head rested on her legs, his face buried in her soft belly, his hands around her waist, and he lay on his side on the wide sofa, then...

Fell asleep.

"Hey…”

called awkwardly, her cheeks

He didn't respond.

as if he was exhausted, and he wanted to have

"Patrick."

her voice and

if he was just ignoring her question, or if he was really

just treated her as

Christina was very embarrassed.

and looked down at the man lying on her

was redder

does this guy want?

his side

a boy crazy, but this man was really amazing

a Eurasian hybrid with deep facial features

could make any woman scream because of his

man is

was a little

would never forget that a man

be afraid

could he bear

a faint sound coming from outside the private

could not hear it clearly, but she felt

up, the door

a sudden, their eyes

was standing outside the door, staring at the sofa

Christina felt awkward.

down at Patrick on her lap and opened her mouth, intending to say

Click.

the private room was quickly closed by

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

in the room, was

have said it on purpose! Christina wanted to shake Patrick awake,

"My legs are numb!"

the private room, while Charles, who was outside, smiled insidiously and was happy because they did

Fool's day, he accidentally offended

obstructed Patrick again, he would "commit

at the door

knew that Christina must

is not feeling well these days.Don't disturb

walk back.Charles strode beside him

to the

you sent that tricking message to Patrick on April Fool's day, then he thought it was true and rushed

a piece of

saw Patrick lying on the sofa with that witch in

beef, Charles became serious and muttered,

the abandoned factory,’’ Chandler took a sip from a glass of water,

investigate for so long, but they still

Christina really dated such a man who was strange, Patrick would certainly care

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