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.

if he was exhausted, and he wanted to

"Patrick."

lowered her voice and

if he was just ignoring her question, or if he was really

didn't believe this man just

Christina was very embarrassed.

luxurious room and looked down at the man lying on

was redder

this guy want?

her eyes falling on his side face, somehow Christina was

this man was really amazing

a Eurasian hybrid with deep facial features and fair skin, and his figure was

because of his appearance, not to mention his background

a man is

a

forget that a man like him was

must be

at home, so how could he bear to take

faint sound coming from outside

hear it clearly, but she felt that the sound

she looked up, the

sudden,

the door, staring at the sofa with his eyes widened like he

Christina felt awkward.

Patrick on her lap and opened her mouth,

Click.

door to the private room

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

the room, was furious with

purpose! Christina wanted

"My legs are numb!"

was outside, smiled insidiously and was happy because

Fool's day, he accidentally offended

if he obstructed Patrick again, he would "commit a

glanced at the door and

knew that Christina

is not feeling well these

said lightly and turned around to walk back.Charles strode beside him and spat,

down to the lobby with

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

a piece of beef and suddenly felt

he saw Patrick lying on the sofa with that witch in his arms,

Charles became serious

took a sip from a glass of

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

Christina really dated such a man who was strange, Patrick would certainly