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,

He didn't respond.

was exhausted, and he

"Patrick."

lowered her voice and called

just ignoring her

believe this man just treated her

Christina was very embarrassed.

and looked down at

was redder

guy want? He doesn't say

falling on his side face, somehow Christina was obsessed with his

this man was

was a Eurasian hybrid with deep facial features and fair skin, and

any woman scream because of his appearance, not to mention his background and decisive

a man

a

a man like him was

must be

home, so how could he bear to take

faint sound coming from outside the

could not hear it clearly, but she felt that the sound was

up, the

of a sudden, their eyes

standing outside the door, staring at the sofa with

Christina felt awkward.

Patrick on her lap and opened her mouth, intending to say something to Charles, but

Click.

room was quickly closed by Charles!

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

the room, was furious with

must have said it on purpose! Christina wanted to

"My legs are numb!"

outside, smiled insidiously and was

day, he

Patrick again, he would

at the door

knew that Christina must

is not feeling well these days.Don't

and turned around to walk back.Charles strode beside him and spat, "If Patrick is sick,

went down to the lobby with

that tricking message to Patrick on April Fool's day, then he thought it was true and rushed to find Christina.I heard from

a piece of beef

the sofa with that witch in his arms, he would have thought he

of beef, Charles became serious and muttered, "Patrick seems really

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

so long, but they still didn't find

man who was strange, Patrick would certainly care about

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