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.
was deep and gentle, as if he was
"Patrick."
lowered her voice and called his
he was just ignoring her question, or if he was really
just treated her as a
Christina was very embarrassed.
luxurious room and looked down at the
was
this guy want?
With her eyes falling on his side face, somehow Christina was obsessed
was really amazing
facial features and fair skin, and his
he could make any woman scream because of his appearance,
man is
a little
would never forget that a man like him was
be
at home, so how could he bear to take her
coming from
hear it clearly, but she felt that the sound
she looked up,
of a sudden,
sofa with
Christina felt awkward.
at Patrick on her lap and opened her mouth, intending to say something to
Click.
the private room was quickly closed by Charles!
"Is there anyone inside?"
It was Chandler's voice.
Charles lied, "No."
room, was furious
on purpose! Christina wanted to
"My legs are numb!"
Charles, who was outside, smiled insidiously and
day, he
if he obstructed Patrick again, he would "commit
the
knew that Christina must be
is not feeling well these
turned around to walk back.Charles strode beside him and spat,
to the
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
was forking a piece of
that witch in his arms, he would have thought
of beef, Charles became serious and muttered,
took a sip from a glass
people to investigate for so long, but they still didn't find any information of that
really dated such a man who was strange, Patrick would certainly
About Spoil My Errant Wife - Chapter 85: Go Home, Our Home.
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