Spoil My Errant Wife

"Patrick"

"Patrick..."

She called his name, but the man sitting by the big bed ignored her, as if he didn't hear her at all.

Christina came in with the family medicine box.She frowned and looked at Patrick on the other side of the bed, feeling he looked strange.

When Patrick returned to the bedroom, he sat there in silence, with his head half-lowered, staring at his hands in a daze.

He slightly bended and unfolded his hands, deep in thought, as if he was testing something.

Christina approached him and called him again, "Patrick.."

Her calling awakened Patrick who was in a daze.

He raised his head vigorously, and a look of incomprehensible panic flashed in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?"

Christina sat beside him anxiously, looking at him with incredulity.

"Patrick, didn't you hear my voice just now?" asked Christina.

He looked visibly shocked just now.

He seemed to be surprised by her, or perhaps it was something else...

"Nothing."

His face turned cold as usual.

He slightly tilted his head and looked away.He then said in a hoarse voice, "I don't need to take the medicine.I'm fine"

His words were low and cold, as if nothing had happened.

Christina sat beside him, pursed her lips, wordless.He obviously didn't want to tell her...

They had just had lunch, and the summer sun outside was scorching hot.

sky was clear and blue, but a chill was sent into the spacious bedroom perhaps because temperatures

Somehow, Christina's heart sank.

thermostat, pinched

need to take medicine, which

the thermometer and accidentally pressed the electronic key, making a

was in a fit of

put away

check my

her gave an order, but his

while with a slightly startled expression, trying

perked up and

why are you so

be a right

looked sideways at her with

not fine

stared at the thermometer and complained

turn around and call the maid

"No need"

wrist and closed his

lie down with

"Don't move."

to get you

restlessly on the bed, pulling at the quilt, pressing the air conditioner, and checking

your son sleeps a lot.He's

an excuse again, trying to get up and use some alcohol

sleepy" Patrick

her from behind, Patrick whispered to her, his lips moving closer to

faint baby milk fragrance

degrees in an hour, I'll get an infusion,

a minute of hesitation, she

as a pillow which was a habit he developed

at him with

are you

tiredness didn't