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.

he was exhausted, and he wanted to have a good

"Patrick."

her voice and

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

man just treated her as a

Christina was very embarrassed.

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

was

does this guy want?

his side face, somehow Christina was

was really amazing enough to make her

Eurasian hybrid with deep facial features and

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

a man is

a

a

be

so how could he bear to take her to

coming from outside

not hear it clearly, but she felt that the

looked up, the door

of a sudden, their

outside the door, staring at the sofa with his eyes

Christina felt awkward.

and opened her mouth, intending to say something

Click.

the private room

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

the room,

it on purpose! Christina wanted to shake Patrick

"My legs are numb!"

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

Fool's day, he

he obstructed Patrick again, he would

at the door and

that Christina

is not feeling well these

lightly and turned around to walk back.Charles strode beside him and spat, "If Patrick is sick, it's caused

the lobby with

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

was forking a piece of beef and suddenly felt

Patrick lying on the sofa with that witch

became serious and

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

people to investigate for so long, but they still didn't find any information of that man.That man

man who was strange, Patrick would