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 cheeks

He didn't respond.

gentle, as if he was exhausted, and he wanted to have a

"Patrick."

her voice and called his

if he was just ignoring

this man just treated

Christina was very embarrassed.

looked down at the man lying on

face was redder

guy want?

her eyes falling on his side face,

man was really amazing enough to make her eyes fix on

was a Eurasian hybrid with deep facial features

of his appearance, not to mention his background and

man is

was a little

that a man

be afraid of

how could he bear to take

was a faint sound coming from outside

not hear it clearly, but she felt that the sound was

up, the door

a sudden, their

at the sofa with

Christina felt awkward.

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

Click.

room was quickly closed

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

room, was furious with

on purpose! Christina wanted to shake

"My legs are numb!"

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

Fool's day,

obstructed Patrick again,

glanced at the

knew that Christina must

well these days.Don't

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

to the lobby with him for

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,

piece of beef and

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

beef, Charles became serious and muttered, "Patrick seems really nervous about

from the abandoned factory,’’ Chandler took a sip from a glass of

they still didn't find any information

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

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