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,

He didn't respond.

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

"Patrick."

and called his name

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

didn't believe this man just treated her

Christina was very embarrassed.

the luxurious room and looked down

face was

want? He doesn't

falling on his side face, somehow

was not a boy crazy, but this man was

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

a doubt, he could make any woman scream because of his appearance, not to mention his background and

man

was a

that a man like

must be

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

coming from

hear it clearly, but

looked up, the door

sudden, their

the door, staring at the sofa with his eyes widened

Christina felt awkward.

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

Click.

private room was quickly closed by

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

the room,

on purpose! Christina wanted to shake Patrick

"My legs are numb!"

the private room, while Charles, who was outside, smiled insidiously

Fool's day, he accidentally offended

obstructed Patrick

glanced at the door

that Christina

feeling well these

back.Charles strode beside him and spat, "If Patrick is sick, it's caused by

went down to the lobby with him for

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 beef and suddenly felt

the sofa with that witch in his arms, he would

beef, Charles became serious

mysterious man from the abandoned factory,’’ Chandler took a sip from a glass of water, his

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

such a man who was strange,