Spoil My Errant Wife

She couldn't sleep.

The woman tossed and turned in bed, as if she had something on her mind, unable to fall asleep.

"Christina."

The man on the other side of the bed could not help but call out her name in a low voice.

The woman at the side immediately stopped moving.

But within half a minute, she turned her body again.

"Patrick, are you still awake?"

Her voice was not at all ambiguous, but she sounded very sober.

It was obvious that she was not sleepy at all.

The faint light at the head of the bed was still shining, reflecting on her side face...

She was really afraid of the dark.

"Patrick, can I ask you something?"

She seemed to be struggling in her heart.

Then she leaned closer to him and asked again.

He did not say a word but stared at her with his eyes open, which made her hesitate.

"That year, in our high school graduation trip...You happened to be our teaching assistant, so you...Were you in that trip?"

She asked cautiously, as if she did not dare to mention something.

"No," he replied quickly.

But Christina's face suddenly darkened and she didn't understand.

"How was that possible, Cory said..."

"What did he say?"

She looked at him with a complicated expression, as if she was confirming something.

"It really wasn't you..."

Her tone was skeptical.

The man beside her closed his eyes slightly and did not reply her.

"Did you hear that something happened on the school trip that year..."

and spoke in a

heard of it.The only time my father, Donald, helped me was probably in this

lips slightly and

long silence, she tried to

eyes, you wouldn't have believed it.At sunset that day, I was unlucky to be separated from my classmates on the mountainside when I was suddenly attacked by five or six bandits.They dragged me down the hill and tore my clothes.I was so scared that I struggled

her froze for

was sleeping on her side, lost

hugged his arm, and her body leaned

"..I heard gunshots."

did you save me

close to his arm, and

beside him,

didn't you tell

head and

didn't you tell me what

at night was not

would still

a little tired

ached a little and he didn't want to recall

time seemed to have paused

she was very

said a sentence in a deep

he remembered that year's incident, those images

was angry that you accepted Cory's

was angry, but in fact, she knew only

directly, was the hatred towards

Hatred.

last? He couldn't let go

mistakes on her and told himself that she owed him and that he wanted her to pay him

I've been waiting for you to admit your mistake and beg for

For six years.

he

beginning, she didn't even know who

him

he meant by "Admitting his mistake" and" asking for forgiveness" but

day? Those gangsters had

couldn't remember. She was really

of gunfire and screams of pain were all around her

the sky was already

and darker, and the

man who came to save her

to do something for him, but she was

worried that the man might die

his arm with both hands, tightened her grip slightly, and murmured, "I've been inquiring about the person, wanting to know

to find me, to repay