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

"Patrick."

her voice and called his name

was just ignoring

man just treated

Christina was very embarrassed.

the luxurious room and looked down at

was

this guy want? He doesn't say

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

man was really amazing enough to make her eyes fix

Eurasian hybrid with deep facial features and fair

doubt, he could make any woman scream because of his appearance, not to mention his background and decisive

a man is

was a

that a man like him was

be

at home, so how could he bear to take her to

was a faint sound coming

not hear it clearly, but she felt that

looked up, the

a sudden,

door, staring at the sofa with his

Christina felt awkward.

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

Click.

the private room

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

in the room, was

it on purpose! Christina wanted to shake

"My legs are numb!"

in the private room, while Charles, who was outside, smiled insidiously and was happy

Fool's day, he accidentally

time, if he obstructed Patrick again, he

at the

Christina must be

feeling well

and turned around to walk back.Charles strode beside him and spat, "If Patrick is sick, it's caused by

the lobby with him for

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

of beef

that witch in his arms, he would have thought

the small piece of beef, Charles became serious and muttered, "Patrick

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

to investigate for so long, but they still

who was strange,

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