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.

and gentle, as if he was exhausted, and

"Patrick."

and called

didn't know if he was just ignoring her question, or if

man just treated her

Christina was very embarrassed.

and looked down at the man

was redder and

guy want? He doesn't

 With her eyes falling on his side face, somehow Christina was

not a boy crazy, but this man was really amazing enough to make her eyes fix on

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

woman scream because of his appearance, not to

man

a

never forget that a man

be afraid of

how could he bear to take her to the

was a faint sound coming from outside the

hear it clearly, but she felt that the sound was

up, the door

a sudden, their

the door, staring at the sofa with

Christina felt awkward.

lap and opened her mouth, intending to say something to

Click.

the private room was quickly closed by

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

room, was

have said it on purpose! Christina wanted

"My legs are numb!"

was outside, smiled insidiously and

day, he accidentally offended

he obstructed Patrick again, he would "commit

glanced at the door and

knew that Christina must be

well these

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

the lobby with him

only blame it 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 and rushed to find Christina.I heard from his assistant that he was caught in the rain,

piece of

witch in his arms, he would

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

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

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

a man who was strange, Patrick would certainly care about