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.
deep and gentle, as if he was
"Patrick."
and called his
just ignoring her question, or if he was
didn't believe this man just
Christina was very embarrassed.
the luxurious room and looked down at the man
was redder and
does this guy want? He doesn't
his side face, somehow Christina was obsessed
crazy, but this man was really amazing enough to make her eyes fix
was a Eurasian hybrid with deep facial features and fair skin, and his
a doubt, he could make any woman scream because of his appearance, not
man
a little
that a man like him
must be afraid
kept her at home, so how could he bear to take her to the
coming
could not hear it clearly, but she felt
up, the door was
sudden, their eyes
the sofa with
Christina felt awkward.
opened her mouth, intending
Click.
door to the private room was quickly closed by Charles!
"Is there anyone inside?"
It was Chandler's voice.
Charles lied, "No."
the room, was
it on purpose! Christina
"My legs are numb!"
while Charles, who was outside, smiled insidiously and was
day, he accidentally
he obstructed Patrick
at the door and
that Christina
is not feeling well these
said lightly and turned around to walk back.Charles strode beside him and spat, "If Patrick is sick, it's caused
down to the lobby with him for
sent that tricking message to Patrick on April Fool's day, then he
a piece of
that witch in
piece of beef, Charles became serious and muttered, "Patrick seems
abandoned factory,’’ Chandler took a sip from a
so long, but they still didn't find any information of that man.That man is
who was strange, Patrick would certainly care about
About Spoil My Errant Wife - Chapter 85: Go Home, Our Home.
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