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…”

called awkwardly, her cheeks

He didn't respond.

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

"Patrick."

lowered her voice and

was just ignoring her question, or if

this man just treated her as a

Christina was very embarrassed.

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

face was redder and

guy want?

on his side

not a boy crazy, but this man was

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

make any woman scream because of

man

was a

would never forget that a man like him

must be afraid

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

sound coming from

could not hear it clearly, but she felt

she looked up, the door

a sudden,

staring at the sofa with his eyes

Christina felt awkward.

her mouth, intending

Click.

private room was quickly closed by

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

room,

said it on purpose! Christina wanted

"My legs are numb!"

in the private room, while Charles, who was outside, smiled insidiously and was happy because

Fool's day, he

if he obstructed Patrick again, he would

glanced at the

that Christina must

feeling well these days.Don't disturb

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

to the

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 Christina.I heard from his assistant that he was caught in

was forking a piece of beef

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

piece of beef, Charles became serious

man from the abandoned factory,’’ Chandler took a sip from a

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

such a man who was strange, Patrick would certainly