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…”

awkwardly,

He didn't respond.

was exhausted, and

"Patrick."

lowered her voice and called his name

ignoring her question, or if he was really

didn't believe this man just treated her as

Christina was very embarrassed.

around the luxurious room and looked down at the man lying on her

was redder and

this guy want? He

falling on his side face, somehow Christina was

this man was really amazing enough to make her eyes fix on

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

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

man

was a

that a

must be afraid

kept her at home, so how could he bear to take her

faint sound coming from outside the

not hear it clearly, but she felt that the

she looked up, the

a sudden, their

the sofa with his

Christina felt awkward.

her mouth, intending to

Click.

door to the private room was

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

the room,

have said it on purpose! Christina wanted to shake Patrick

"My legs are numb!"

struggled in the private room, while Charles, who was outside, smiled insidiously and was happy because they did not disturb

day, he accidentally

time, if he obstructed Patrick again, he would

the door and

knew that Christina

well these

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

down to the lobby with

sent that tricking message to Patrick on April Fool's day, then he

forking a piece of beef and suddenly felt

he saw Patrick lying on the sofa with that witch in his arms, he would have

the small piece of beef, Charles became

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

they still didn't find any information of that

really dated such a man who was strange, Patrick would certainly