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…”

called awkwardly, her

He didn't respond.

he was exhausted, and he

"Patrick."

voice and

didn't know if he was just ignoring her question, or if he

didn't believe this man just treated her as a

Christina was very embarrassed.

around the luxurious room and looked down at the man lying on

was

guy want? He doesn't

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

a boy crazy, but this man was really amazing enough to make her eyes fix

features

because of his appearance, not to mention

man

a little

would never forget that a man

must be

could he bear to take her

faint sound coming from outside the

hear it clearly, but she felt that the

up, the door

of a sudden, their

the door, staring at the sofa with his eyes widened

Christina felt awkward.

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

Click.

the private room was quickly closed

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

in the room, was furious

said it on purpose! Christina wanted

"My legs are numb!"

who was outside,

Fool's day, he accidentally

time, if he obstructed Patrick again, he would

glanced at the door and

knew that Christina must

is not feeling well

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

the

then he thought it was true and rushed to

was forking a piece of beef and suddenly felt

Patrick lying on the sofa with that witch

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

factory,’’ Chandler took a sip from

his people to investigate for so long, but they still didn't find any

such a man who