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 cheeks

He didn't respond.

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

"Patrick."

voice and

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

this man just treated her as

Christina was very embarrassed.

room and looked down at the

face was

want? He doesn't

his side face, somehow Christina

man was really amazing enough to make her eyes fix on

features and fair skin,

make any woman scream because of his appearance, not to mention his background

a man is

a little

would never forget that a man like him was

must be afraid

could he bear to take her to

faint sound coming from outside

but she felt that the sound was

up, the

a sudden,

standing outside the door, staring at the sofa with

Christina felt awkward.

and opened her mouth, intending to say something to Charles, but

Click.

door to the private room was quickly closed

"Is there anyone inside?"

It was Chandler's voice.

Charles lied, "No."

room, was furious

it on purpose! Christina wanted to shake

"My legs are numb!"

private room, while Charles, who was outside, smiled

April Fool's day,

he obstructed Patrick again, he would "commit

glanced at the

knew that Christina

feeling well

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

the lobby

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

a piece of

on the sofa with that witch in his arms,

piece of beef, Charles became serious and muttered, "Patrick seems

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

people to investigate for so long, but they still

dated such a man who was strange, Patrick would certainly