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.

suit jacket was

he pulled

"Don't move."

the coat was warm, with his

didn't dare to

on the street that brought a blush

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

her raised his eyebrows and looked

looked a little shy

was completely different from the first

impressed him at that

year, his father died

the

time and found

to C

casual clothes and white headphones, listening to

alley in front of the First High School of

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

locust tree, at the corner, a girl wound jump down from the middle

into his world, and her soft and warm body fell straight

the twilight at sunset, and he looked at

that moment, he

strange thought even flashed through his

into an angel in Bouguereau's oil

your eyes

her voice brought him back to

up from him and did not apologize to

made him out to be

to speak when the girl in front of

tidied up his clothes and stood under the old locust tree, looking at her running

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

to figure it out, he was a

was even more agitated, her figure

couldn't forget

to see

why, but he just

" I don't know"

streetlights were dim and the

on her shoulders, and looked straight at her with his

"Christina..."

He whispered her name.

was a

he came to be a teaching assistant at

and watched him lean

heart palpitated

thin lips kissed hers

usually was,

"Don't be like this..."

nervously pushed him away with

stopped, he stared at

and they could even feel

you keep me waiting! He sounded so angry that was confusing to Christina.She had no idea that what Patrick

"Hey,

rising in her heart, so she followed with him in

a little aggrieved and angry, she rather sat willfully in the

"Patrick, my feet hurt!"

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255