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, her

He didn't respond.

gentle, as if he was exhausted, and he wanted to have a good

"Patrick."

lowered her voice and

if he was just ignoring her question, or if he was

believe this man just treated her

Christina was very embarrassed.

and looked down at the

face was

want? He

eyes falling on his side face, somehow Christina was obsessed

man was

was a Eurasian hybrid with deep facial features and fair skin, and his

scream because of his appearance, not to mention his

man

was a little

that a man like

must be afraid of

so how could

was a faint sound coming from

could not hear it clearly, but she felt that the sound

up, the door was

of a sudden, their eyes

standing outside the door, staring at the sofa with his eyes widened

Christina felt awkward.

her lap and opened her mouth, intending

Click.

to the private room was quickly closed by

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

in the room, was furious with

it on purpose! Christina

"My legs are numb!"

who was outside, smiled insidiously and was happy because they did not disturb

Fool's day, he

Patrick again, he

the

Christina must

well these days.Don't disturb

beside him and spat, "If Patrick is sick, it's

to the lobby

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 thought it was true and rushed to find

forking a piece of

Patrick lying on the sofa with that witch in his arms,

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

took a sip from a glass

his people to investigate for so long, but they still didn't find any information

dated such a man who was strange, Patrick would certainly care about