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

"Patrick."

and called his

he was just ignoring her question, or if he was

man just

Christina was very embarrassed.

looked down at the man

face was

does this guy want?

falling on his side face, somehow Christina

a boy crazy, but this man was really amazing enough to make

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

make any woman scream because of his appearance, not to mention his

a man is

was a little

a man like him

be

home, so how could he bear to take her

a faint sound coming from outside

it clearly, but she felt that the sound was

up,

of a sudden, their eyes

staring at the sofa with his eyes widened like

Christina felt awkward.

lap and opened her mouth, intending to say something to Charles,

Click.

room was quickly

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

room, was

purpose! Christina wanted

"My legs are numb!"

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

Fool's day, he accidentally offended

time, if he obstructed Patrick again, he would "commit

at the door

knew that Christina

well these days.Don't disturb

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

the

Fool's day, then he thought it was true and rushed to find Christina.I heard from his assistant that

forking a piece of beef and suddenly felt

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

Charles became serious and muttered, "Patrick seems really

factory,’’ Chandler took a sip from a glass of water,

so long, but they still didn't find any information of that man.That man is

such a man who was strange, Patrick would certainly