Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 97: Get Close to Him 

"Where are you going?"

Crystal was so drunk that she rushed her fences.She grabbed Christina's arm with both hands and wouldn't let her go.

"Christina, our issues haven't been resolved yet.Don't go."

Christina was speechless at her freaking action and tried to reason with her.

"I'll make it clear to you tomorrow.Now..."

"Don't go!" She simply held out.

"Christina, tell me! When did you hook up with my big boss?!"

"She's going home to rest."

Behind them came a deep voice.

Crystal froze, everything in her eyes was spinning around as she looked at the grim face in front of her, but she let go of Christina's hand as if it were an instinctive reaction.

"Crystal drank a lot tonight..."

Christina looked back worriedly about her best friend.

But the man next to her was expressionless, staring at her coldly.

Christina decided to leave Crystal alone.

Anyway, Patrick had already told the people in the villa to take care of her.

No one would dare to hurt her.

"Don't try to put on a brave face to help others." He reminded lightly.

Christina pursed her lips, trying to refute, but she finally chose to remain silent.

She thought, in Patrick's opinion, most people were just 'others.

How many people could he value? They walked out of Red Villa.

It was now around 10 pm.

The lights of the busy lane flickered.

They walked side by side.

Under the warm light, their long shadows were thrown to dependent on each other.

There was a rare sense of harmony and warmth in the mist.

Christina looked down at their shadows on the ground.

It was quiet all around, and her heart beat a little faster for no reason.

She rarely had a chance to wander around with him like this.

Maybe when they walked out of this alley, Patrick would call the driver to pick them up, but all of a sudden, Christina wished this alley to be longer, and she walked slower, slower...

All of a sudden, she felt something land on her shoulders, and she looked a little surprised.

She looked up at the man on the left.

was draped over

pulled her

"Don't move."

coat was warm, with his

dare to

the dim light on the street that

ground and whispered, "Patrick, why on earth did you become a teaching assistant at my school that

raised his eyebrows and looked

a

was completely different from the first time

impressed him at

father died of

from the

for a long time

went to C City

wearing casual clothes and white headphones, listening to music while walking

front of the First High

the dusk, the solemn high school across the street, with fallen leaves falling

that under the old locust tree, at the corner, a girl wound jump down from

was so caught off guard that she broke into his world, and her soft

hazy beauty in the twilight at

moment, he was

thought even flashed through his

into an angel in Bouguereau's oil

you don't have your eyes

her voice

from him and did not apologize to

made him out to be

of

up his clothes and stood under the old

hasty, and then did he realize that she was nervous,

not hard to figure it out, he was a

more agitated, her figure

just couldn't

he wanted to

but he just wanted

" I don't know"

streetlights were dim and the

hands on her shoulders, and looked straight at

"Christina..."

He whispered her name.

was a

him why he came to be a teaching

and watched him

heart palpitated and she

thin lips kissed hers

as strong as he usually was,

"Don't be like this..."

pushed him away with a deep blush

he stared at her eyes with

were so close to each other, and they could even

had no idea that what Patrick was angry about.He looked cold and didn't say anything.He just turned around and walked away, leaving her leaning

"Hey, Patrick

sudden fluster rising in her heart, so she followed

aggrieved and angry, she rather sat willfully in the

"Patrick, my feet hurt!"

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