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."

was

didn't dare

the street that brought a blush to her

whispered, "Patrick, why on earth

next to her raised his eyebrows and looked at her slightly

a little

different from the first time he met

him at that

his father died

back from the US to attend

for a long time

he went to C City

was wearing casual clothes and white

of the First High School of C

solemn high school across the street, with

the old locust tree, at the

she broke into his world, and her soft and

was a hazy beauty in the twilight at sunset, and he looked at

moment, he

even

he had bumped into an angel in Bouguereau's oil

don't have your eyes on

second, her voice brought him back

him and did

made him out to be the

about to speak when the girl in front of him ran

up his clothes and stood under the old locust tree, looking

and then did he realize that she was nervous, but she was just trying to be

not hard to figure it out, he was

agitated, her figure kept flashing

just couldn't

wanted to see

know why, but he

" I don't know"

were dim and the

on her shoulders, and looked straight at her with his deep

"Christina..."

He whispered her name.

a little

teaching assistant at her school, but he said he

opened her eyes slightly and watched

palpitated

lips kissed hers

strong as he usually

"Don't be like this..."

with a deep

he stared at her eyes

each other, and

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

"Hey,

figure out the sudden fluster rising in her heart, so she followed

little aggrieved and angry,

"Patrick, my feet hurt!"

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