Spoil My Errant Wife

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 cheeks

He didn't respond.

breathing was deep and gentle, as if he was exhausted,

"Patrick."

her voice and called his

he was just ignoring her question, or if he

didn't believe this man just treated her as a

Christina was very embarrassed.

and looked down at the man lying on her

face was redder

this guy want? He doesn't

his side face, somehow Christina was obsessed

a boy crazy, but this man was really amazing enough

Eurasian hybrid with deep facial features

because of his appearance, not to mention his background

a man

was a

a man like him was

be afraid

home, so how could he bear to take her

a faint sound coming from outside

could not hear it clearly, but she felt

looked up, the

a sudden, their eyes

was standing outside the door, staring at the sofa with his eyes widened like he saw

Christina felt awkward.

her mouth, intending to

Click.

private room was quickly closed by

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

room, was furious with

purpose! Christina wanted

"My legs are numb!"

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

April Fool's day, he

Patrick

at the

that Christina must be

is not feeling well these days.Don't disturb

back.Charles strode beside him and

to the lobby with him

only blame it on Christina.You 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 in

forking a piece of beef and suddenly

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

of beef, Charles became

took a sip from a glass of water, his eyes heavy

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

Christina really dated such a man who was