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

pulled

"Don't move."

felt the coat was warm,

didn't dare to

light on the street that brought

still looked down at their shadows on the ground and whispered, "Patrick, why on earth did you become a

to her raised his eyebrows and looked at her

a little

was completely different from the

him at

his father died

back from the US

time and found Hopkins Family strange

to C City

and white headphones, listening to music while walking

the spacious alley in front of the First High School of

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

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

she broke into his world,

a hazy beauty in the twilight at sunset, and he

that moment,

strange thought even flashed through his

thought he had bumped into an angel in Bouguereau's oil

have your eyes on

voice brought him

him and did not apologize to

him out

speak when the girl in front of him ran away without even looking at him,

up his clothes and stood under the old

realize that she was nervous, but she was

not hard to figure it out,

even more agitated, her figure kept flashing through

couldn't forget

to

know why, but he just

" I don't know"

dim and the night was

his hands on her shoulders, and looked straight at her

"Christina..."

He whispered her name.

a

be a teaching

her eyes slightly and watched him lean

heart palpitated and

lips kissed hers

strong as he usually was, and he even kissed her

"Don't be like this..."

pushed him away with a deep blush

stared at her eyes with

each other, and they could

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

Jt "Hey,

the sudden fluster rising in her heart, so she followed with him in a

fast step, Christina felt a little aggrieved and angry, she rather sat willfully in the

"Patrick, my feet hurt!"

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