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…”

awkwardly, her

He didn't respond.

breathing was deep and gentle, as if he was exhausted, and he wanted to have

"Patrick."

lowered her voice and called

ignoring her question, or if

just

Christina was very embarrassed.

and looked down at the man lying

face was

does this guy want? He doesn't say

side face, somehow Christina was obsessed

not a boy crazy, but this man was really

facial features

woman scream because of his appearance, not to mention his background

man is

a

a

must be afraid

home, so how could he bear to take

coming

it clearly, but she felt that the

up, the door

sudden,

at the sofa with his eyes widened like he

Christina felt awkward.

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

Click.

private room was

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

in the room, was

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

"My legs are numb!"

who was outside,

Fool's day,

time, if he obstructed Patrick again, he would "commit

the door

Christina

feeling well

strode beside him and spat, "If

the lobby with

also should be responsible for that.The last 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

piece of beef and suddenly felt

that witch in his arms, he would have thought he

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

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

for so long, but they still didn't find any information of

dated such a man who was strange,

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