Spoil My Errant Wife

"I see."

She stood there with mixed feelings as the black Bugatti in front of her sped away.

Patrick and Barbara left, leaving her behind.

The Fire Club in the city center was filled with noise and excitement, and she felt lonely standing in this large, cold underground parking lot.

Patrick asked the bodyguard to send her back to the Hopkinses.

On the way, Christina quietly looked at the streetlights outside the car window.

It seemed like something urgent had happened, but Christina told herself not to ask because it was none of her business.

If she asked, Patrick would say that she was messing around, and then she would let her imagination go wild.

She had to admit that she was not emotionally intelligent enough to hide her depression.

When she returned to the Hopkinses, the maid asked her to eat but she had no appetite.

After a warm bath, she climbed onto the big bed in her comfortable pajamas and told herself to get some rest.

But she was unable to fall asleep.She tossed and turned in bed.

"Why can't I know..."

She was not happy that she didn't know anything and she had a feeling of being excluded from the circle.

The phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated.

Christina perked up and quickly got up.

When she picked up the phone and looked at the screen, she was a little disappointed.

It was not him who was calling her.

It was Crystal who sent her a WhatsApp message, "If

a little

shouldn't disturb a couple at

matter? When Crystal saw Christina's message, she

Christina, tell me how to get

you mean by bringing a five-year-old boy home? Crystal, child trafficking is illegal.No matter what happens to you, just let

partner in our company's project, and that man helped me last time.He asked me to look after his son in person.I can't just drop my kid off at the police station

how to get along with kids.He is difficult to get along with.I asked him to eat, but he said he wasn't hungry.I found some toys to coax him, but he looked at me like he was looking at an idiot.What the hell? He's driving me crazy.Crystal lowered her voice and complained.Christina chuckled when she heard

That little boy I met last time in Clifton District was a leftover child.He was shy.His mother abandoned him since he was

psychological problems, but the one you met is obedient and the boy at my

to the ladies' room to tidy up.But I saw a handsome boy in the ladies' room.I thought he had gone to the wrong place and wanted to let him out gently, but I found the little boy

expression was a little solemn and replied, "Yes, it

left ajar.It was probably because they couldn't wait to have sex...Bah, they were disgusting.They were like

Not long after, a man ran over in a rage and kicked the door of the cubicle open...I saw everything.The kept man already took off his pants.Tsk, tsk, they almost had

you can coax him to sleep.It's almost 10 o'clock.A five-year-old child was still very young mentally, but

know what

like to talk to me.He keeps a straight face.He doesn't cry or make a scene when he saw his parents

was just that he was so calm that

Tina: Crystal, stop

to the child and

he's tired and asleep, cover him

couldn't think of a good way, so she could only give Crystal a

was cold and didn't like to talk to

always frowned and

want to say anything to

would pester him and

her, but besides

Christina got a message...

head

bed early: It was a short text message from

screen of her cell phone, and suddenly it seemed as if all her previous frustrations

was still