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.

and gentle, as if he was exhausted, and he wanted

"Patrick."

voice and called his

was just ignoring her question, or if he

just treated her

Christina was very embarrassed.

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

was redder and

want? He doesn't

 With her eyes falling on his side face,

was really amazing enough to make

a Eurasian hybrid with deep facial features and

of his appearance, not to mention

a man

was a

a man like

be

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

a faint sound coming from outside

hear it clearly, but she felt that the

she looked up,

a sudden, their eyes

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

Christina felt awkward.

her lap and opened her mouth, intending to say

Click.

private room was quickly closed by

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

the room, was

it on purpose! Christina wanted

"My legs are numb!"

in the private room, while Charles, who was outside, smiled insidiously and was happy because they did not disturb

day, he

obstructed Patrick again, he would "commit

at the door

that Christina must

is not feeling well these

said lightly and turned around to walk back.Charles strode beside him and spat, "If Patrick is sick, it's caused by

went down to the lobby with him

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

of beef and suddenly felt

with that witch in his arms, he would have thought

became serious and muttered, "Patrick seems really nervous

factory,’’ Chandler took a sip from a glass

but they still

dated such a man who was strange, Patrick