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 cheeks
He didn't respond.
deep and gentle, as if he was exhausted, and he wanted
"Patrick."
lowered her voice and called his name
if he was just ignoring her question, or if
believe this man just
Christina was very embarrassed.
looked down at the man lying on
was
does this guy want? He doesn't
eyes falling on his side face,
man was
was a Eurasian hybrid with deep facial features and fair skin, and
he could make any woman scream because of his appearance, not to mention his background
a man is
a little
that a man like him was
must be afraid
her at home, so how could
faint sound coming
it clearly, but she felt that the sound was
up, the
sudden,
was standing outside the door, staring at the sofa with his eyes widened like
Christina felt awkward.
on her lap and opened her mouth, intending to say something to
Click.
private room
"Is there anyone inside?"
It was Chandler's voice.
Charles lied, "No."
the room, was furious with
must have said 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 because they did not disturb
Fool's day,
Patrick again,
the door
Christina must
not feeling well these days.Don't
lightly and turned around to walk back.Charles strode beside him
down to the
responsible for that.The last time you sent that tricking message to Patrick on April Fool's day, then he thought
of beef
he saw Patrick lying on the sofa with that witch in his arms, he would have thought
of beef, Charles became serious and muttered, "Patrick seems
took a sip from a glass of water, his
so long, but they still didn't find any information of that man.That man is
who was strange, Patrick would
About Spoil My Errant Wife - Chapter 85: Go Home, Our Home.
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