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 cheeks

He didn't respond.

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

"Patrick."

lowered her voice and called his name

just ignoring her question, or if he

believe this man just

Christina was very embarrassed.

around the luxurious room and looked down

was redder and

does this guy want? He doesn't say

eyes falling on his side

man was really amazing enough

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

woman scream because of his appearance, not

a man is

a little

would never forget that a man

be afraid of

her at home, so how could he bear to take

a faint sound coming from outside the private

hear it clearly, but she felt that the

looked up, the door was

sudden, their eyes

was standing outside the door, staring at the sofa with

Christina felt awkward.

down at Patrick on her lap and opened her mouth, intending

Click.

room was quickly closed by

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

the room, was

purpose! Christina wanted to shake Patrick

"My legs are numb!"

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

April Fool's day,

he obstructed Patrick again, he would

the door and

Christina

well these

lightly and turned around to walk back.Charles strode beside him and spat, "If Patrick is sick,

to the lobby with him for

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 true

of beef

lying on the sofa with that witch

the small piece of beef, Charles became serious and muttered, "Patrick seems really nervous

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

to investigate for so long, but they still

really dated such a man who was strange, Patrick would