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,
He didn't respond.
was deep and gentle, as if he was exhausted, and he wanted to have a
"Patrick."
voice and called
didn't know if he was just ignoring her question, or if he was really
didn't believe this man just treated her
Christina was very embarrassed.
luxurious room and looked down at the man
face was
guy want? He
eyes falling on his side face, somehow Christina was
was really amazing enough to make
features
of his appearance, not to mention his background and
a man
was a little
a man
must be afraid of
so how could he
was a faint sound coming from
not hear it clearly, but she felt that the sound was
looked up, the
a sudden,
the door, staring at the sofa with his eyes widened
Christina felt awkward.
her mouth, intending to say something to Charles, but
Click.
the private room was
"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!"
Charles, who was outside, smiled
Fool's day,
Patrick again, he
at the door
that Christina must be
feeling well
back.Charles strode beside him and spat, "If
down to the lobby with
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 the rain, and that night his
piece of beef and
on the sofa with that witch in his arms,
Charles became serious and muttered, "Patrick seems
took a sip from a glass
but they still
a man who was strange, Patrick
About Spoil My Errant Wife - Chapter 85: Go Home, Our Home.
Spoil My Errant Wife is the best current series of the author Miss Fok. With the below Chapter 85: Go Home, Our Home. content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 85: Go Home, Our Home. and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com