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.

her shoulders, and pressed his lips against her

angrily, "How many times have I told you not to flaunt

didn't hurt my

half crouched down and propped

looked sideways at her and was so angry that she dared to show a smug look

very proud,

was angry but laughed out loud.He simply sat next to her and pulled her down on his lap.He put his left hand around her abdomen and raised

don't mess up

no different than

appreciate it.I'm obviously prettier

not modest

laughed and said nothing

depressed and with her hair mussed on her forehead,

party today, trying to

didn't

changes her clothes and hairstyle, you have to praise her, or I have the right

articles about

to

Patrick was obliging.

punched him in the chest with her

remind you.'’ Patrick was punched by her, but

a woman

was hard for him to

He felt helpless.

don't have

the bar and couldn't help but

tightly, raised her glass, and

Fire Club staff said you were running in

chatted

chasing someone who dares to steal

stunned by his question and put

her face, she murmured, "I saw a figure that looked like him

mean you see Derek here at Fire

think I have the wrong

half a glass of

took another big gulp, feeling a little

those posts that are

and Christina did not

her face bulging with anger

a little pleased when

just needed to be dealt

he suddenly remembered something

one thing

up from the chair at the bar with a serious

"That video..."

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