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.

on her shoulders, and pressed his lips

"How many times have I told you not to flaunt

didn't hurt

half crouched down and propped myself up on the floor with one hand, I wouldn't let my son have an

was so angry that she dared to show a smug look on her

you're very

her and pulled her down on his lap.He put his left hand around her abdomen and raised his right

mess

no

it.I'm obviously prettier than

was not

and

and with her hair mussed on her forehead,

party today, trying to impress his senior staff and friends, but it didn't seem

people didn't

have to praise her, or I

of articles about how men and

remember to remind

Patrick was obliging.

Christina punched him in the

meaningless if you need me to remind you.'’ Patrick was punched by her, but it

didn't understand what a woman

for

He felt helpless.

day.You don't have to dress up

wine from the bar and couldn't help but look

raised her glass, and drank it

Barbara, a Fire Club staff said

curiously chatted with

who

stunned by his question and put down the

face, she murmured, "I saw a figure that looked

Derek

have the wrong

Barbara with half a glass of red

and took another big

read those posts

did not hear

face bulging with anger and

little pleased when he

just needed

suddenly remembered

thing I

from the chair at the

"That video..."

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