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
He didn't respond.
as if he was exhausted, and he wanted to
"Patrick."
her voice and
he was just ignoring her question,
believe this man just treated her as a
Christina was very embarrassed.
room and looked
was redder and
does this guy want? He doesn't say
eyes falling on his side face, somehow Christina
man was really amazing
deep facial features and fair skin,
of his appearance, not to mention his background
a man
a little
a man
be afraid of
usually kept her at home, so how could he bear
sound coming from outside
hear it clearly, but she
up, the door
of a sudden, their eyes
standing outside the door, staring at the sofa with his eyes widened like he
Christina felt awkward.
and opened her mouth, intending
Click.
room was quickly closed
"Is there anyone inside?"
It was Chandler's voice.
Charles lied, "No."
room, was furious
it on purpose! Christina
"My legs are numb!"
was outside, smiled insidiously and was happy because they
April Fool's day,
if he obstructed Patrick again, he
glanced at the
Christina must
not feeling well these days.Don't disturb
walk back.Charles strode beside him and spat, "If Patrick is sick, it's caused
down to the lobby with
on April Fool's day, then he
a piece of
the sofa with that witch in his arms,
small piece of beef, Charles became serious and muttered, "Patrick seems
Chandler took a sip from a glass of water, his
people to investigate for so long, but they still didn't find any information of that man.That
Christina really dated such a man who
About Spoil My Errant Wife - Chapter 85: Go Home, Our Home.
Spoil My Errant Wife is the best current series of the author Miss Fok. With the below Chapter 85: Go Home, Our Home. content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 85: Go Home, Our Home. and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com