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…”
called awkwardly, her
He didn't respond.
and gentle, as if he was
"Patrick."
lowered her voice and
ignoring her
this man just treated her as
Christina was very embarrassed.
looked around the luxurious room and looked down at
face was redder and
does this guy want? He
her eyes falling on his side face,
not a boy crazy, but this man was really amazing enough
a Eurasian hybrid with deep facial features and fair skin, and
doubt, he could make any woman scream because of
man is
a little
that a
must be
how could
coming from outside
hear it clearly, but she felt that
looked up, the door
a sudden,
standing outside the door, staring at the sofa with his
Christina felt awkward.
opened her mouth, intending
Click.
to the private room was quickly
"Is there anyone inside?"
It was Chandler's voice.
Charles lied, "No."
room, was furious with
said it on purpose! Christina wanted to
"My legs are numb!"
outside, smiled insidiously
day, he accidentally offended
obstructed Patrick again,
the door and
that Christina
is not feeling well these days.Don't disturb
walk back.Charles strode beside him and spat, "If Patrick is sick, it's
down to the lobby with him for
time you sent that tricking message to Patrick on April Fool's day, then he thought it was true and
piece of
Patrick lying on the sofa with that witch in his arms, he would have thought
on the small piece of beef, Charles became
factory,’’ Chandler took a sip from
still didn't find any information of that
dated such a man who was strange, Patrick would
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