Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 129 

"Mr.Hopkins, you're coming..."

The door to the top floor of Fire Club was opened, and a man walked in slowly.

Ignoring the flattering voices around him, he raised his eyes and looked around, and walked directly to the semicircular bar on the east side.

"Patrick, is Grandpa coming with the other shareholders?"

As soon as Barbara turned around, she saw the man walking toward her and asked with a smile.

"Grandpa doesn't like bars" Patrick replied faintly.

Before the words were out of his mouth, he suddenly frowned and lowered his voice.

"What happened to your hand?"

Patrick stared fixedly at Christina's hand.

But Christina immediately hid her hands behind her back.

"What's going on?"

How could Patrick let her go so easily? He looked at the woman with dark eyes and grabbed her right hand, which was wrapped in white gauze.

"Nothing.”

Christina did not want to explain and tried to withdrew her hand, but Patrick clasped her wrist.

"Her palms are a little bruised," Charles said innocently.

He had known that Patrick would blame him, so he took a sip from his glass and did not forget to emphasize, "Christina hurt herself"

Patrick deliberately pressed his finger on the wound.

Christina strained her face as stinging pain came from the wound and her brow furrowed a little, which made Patrick even more irritated.

"I've told you this morning to wait and I would send someone to pick you up.You didn't listen to me."

"It's because of me.’' Barbara smiled awkwardly and she wasn't expected that Patrick would become angry so easily.

"Patrick, don't blame Christina.She was holding me up, so her palm hit the fire-sensitive metal buckle on the floor..."

"I'd love to."

Christina, not knowing what mood she was in, darkened her face and muttered.

It means that her injury had nothing to do with him, nor did she need Barbara to intercede for her.

"Christina!"

Patrick's face was a little gloomy.

his hands on her shoulders, and pressed his lips against her

said angrily, "How many times have I told

didn't hurt my

rather proudly, adding, "I reacted quickly and immediately half crouched down and propped myself up on the floor with one hand, I

so angry that she

very proud,

simply sat next to her and pulled her down on his lap.He put his left hand around her abdomen and raised his right hand to deliberately ruffle her hair on

mess up my

looks no

because you don't appreciate it.I'm

was not modest

and

mussed on her forehead,

clothes and get a haircut to attend his party today, trying to impress his senior staff and

people didn't dare

and hairstyle, you have to praise her, or I have the right to be angry with

of articles

to remind

Patrick was obliging.

Christina punched him in the chest

you.'’

what a

for

He felt helpless.

every day.You don't

the bar and couldn't help but

raised her glass,

Barbara, a Fire Club staff said you

chatted

who dares

stunned by his question and put down

murmured, "I saw a figure that looked

Derek here at Fire

have

filled Barbara with half

picked it up and took another big gulp, feeling

those posts that are meaningless

did not hear

was scolded by him, her face bulging with anger and remaining

felt a little pleased when he saw that Christina was

demon girl just needed

suddenly remembered

is one thing I

Charles stood up from the chair at the bar

"That video..."

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