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

He didn't respond.

was

"Patrick."

and called his

if he was just ignoring her question, or

didn't believe this man just

Christina was very embarrassed.

looked around the luxurious room and looked down at

face was redder

this guy want? He doesn't

his side face, somehow Christina

crazy, but this man was really amazing enough to

with deep facial features and

woman scream because of his appearance, not to mention his background and

a man is

a

never forget that a man like

be afraid of

how could he bear to take her to the

sound coming

hear it clearly, but she felt that

up, the door

sudden, their eyes

the door, staring at the sofa with his

Christina felt awkward.

her lap and opened her mouth, intending to

Click.

the private room

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

in the room, was furious

purpose! Christina wanted to shake Patrick

"My legs are numb!"

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

day, he

if he obstructed Patrick again, he would "commit a

glanced at the door and

that Christina must

not feeling well

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

went down to the lobby with

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

forking a piece of

witch in his arms,

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

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

but they still didn't find any information of that man.That man is not

Christina really dated such a man who was