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.

was exhausted, and he wanted to have

"Patrick."

her voice and

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

man just treated her as

Christina was very embarrassed.

luxurious room and looked down at the man lying on her

face was

does this guy want? He doesn't

falling on his side face,

was

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

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

a man is

a little

forget that a man like him

be afraid

home, so how could he bear to take

sound coming from outside the

hear it clearly, but she felt that the sound

she looked up, the door was

of a sudden, their eyes

the door, staring at the sofa with his eyes widened like he saw

Christina felt awkward.

and opened her mouth, intending to say

Click.

private room was quickly

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

room, was furious

it on purpose! Christina

"My legs are numb!"

room, while Charles, who was outside, smiled insidiously and

Fool's day, he

obstructed Patrick again,

at the door

knew that Christina must

not feeling well

walk back.Charles strode beside him and spat, "If Patrick is sick, it's

went down to the lobby with

last time you sent that tricking message to Patrick on April Fool's day, then he thought it was true and rushed to find Christina.I heard from his assistant that he was caught in the rain, and that night his migraine

forking a piece of beef and

that witch in his arms, he would have thought he

Charles became serious and

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

they still

dated such a man who was strange, Patrick