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.

Christina, are you free now? It was Crystal who sent her a WhatsApp message, "If you and Mark are busy, forget it.I

a little

thought she shouldn't disturb a

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

Rising: Christina, tell me how to get along

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 to look at the boy behind her and sighed

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 curious about who the man was and why she hadn't heard about their story.Before she had finished editing her message, Crystal was in a hurry

he wasn't hungry.I found some toys to coax him,

little boy I met last time in Clifton District was a leftover child.He was shy.His mother abandoned him since he was a child and he grew up with his grandmother, so

the one you met is obedient and the boy at my home is

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

and replied,

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

open...I saw everything.The kept man already took off his pants.Tsk, tsk, they almost had Sex.Christina was

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

know what to

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 face.He doesn't cry or make

was so calm

Crystal,

to the child and stay with

he's tired and asleep, cover

good way, so she could only give

of Patrick because he was cold

always frowned and

to say

this, Christina would pester him and sit quietly beside

Patrick would be annoyed by her,

Christina got a message...

her head

later.Go to bed early: It was

her cell phone, and suddenly

was still thinking about