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.

Is Rising: Christina, are you free now? It was Crystal who sent her

a

disturb a couple at

the bedroom.What's the matter? When Crystal saw Christina's message, she was a little excited and quickly

how to get along

I don't know...By the way, what did you mean by bringing a five-year-old boy home? Crystal, child trafficking is illegal.No matter what happens to you, just let the police handle it.Crystal read the message from Christina and hesitated.She turned

Rising: This child's father is an important 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 right now.It's not a good idea.Christina was a little

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

since he was a child and he grew up with his grandmother, so the little boy was very

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

and I wanted to go 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 staring at

solemn and replied, "Yes, it

Rising: The cubicle was unlocked and the door was left ajar.It was probably because they couldn't wait to have sex...Bah, they were disgusting.They were like a bitch in heat that the woman moaned so loudly inside.She must be crazy.Her son was standing outside.In the

Is Rising: 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

boy you brought home? He saw this...Or you can coax him to sleep.It's almost 10 o'clock.A five-year-old child was still very young mentally, but it didn't mean that he knew nothing.He knew what his mother had done was dishonorable.This kind of thing had a very bad effect on

didn't know what

sent another message, "Forget it.I don't even know the name of this little guy.He doesn't like to talk to me.He keeps a straight

that he was so calm that it made people feel sorry

Crystal, stop

the child and stay with

and asleep, cover

couldn't think of a good way, so she could only give Crystal a suggestion according to her own

was cold and didn't like to talk

frowned and

to

this, Christina would pester

if Patrick would be annoyed by her, but besides these, she really didn't know what

Christina got a message...

lowered her head

later.Go to bed early: It was a short text message

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

still thinking about