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

He didn't respond.

he was exhausted,

"Patrick."

voice and called his name

just ignoring her

just

Christina was very embarrassed.

room and looked down at the man

face was redder and

does this guy want? He doesn't say

falling on his side face,

was really amazing enough to make her eyes fix on

hybrid with deep facial features and fair skin, and his figure

make any woman scream because of his

a man

was a

would never forget that a man like him was

be

at home, so how could he bear to take her to the

was a faint sound coming

hear it clearly, but she felt that the

up,

of a sudden,

staring at the sofa with his eyes widened

Christina felt awkward.

Patrick on her lap and opened her mouth, intending to say something to

Click.

room was quickly

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

in the room, was furious with

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

"My legs are numb!"

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

April Fool's day, he accidentally

Patrick again, he would "commit a

glanced at the door and

that Christina

well

strode beside him and spat, "If Patrick is

went down 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 the rain, and that night his migraine flared

of

witch in his arms, he would have thought he

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

from the abandoned factory,’’ Chandler took a sip from a glass of water, his eyes heavy

ordered his people to investigate for so long, but they still didn't find any information of that man.That man is

man who was strange,