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.

a chill was sent into the spacious bedroom perhaps because temperatures were set

Somehow, Christina's heart sank.

thermostat, pinched it on her right hand, and titled her head with

need to take medicine, which

accidentally pressed the

a fit of pique, was frightened by the

put

me check

an order, but his tone

slightly startled expression, trying to make sure

immediately perked up and

are you so

to be a right

say a word.He looked sideways at her with a half-

not fine as you

at the thermometer

was about to turn around and call the maid outside

"No need"

wrist and closed his

lie down with me for

"Don't move."

to get you a anti-fever medicine

quilt, pressing the air

your son sleeps a

an excuse again, trying to get up and

very sleepy" Patrick

to her,

with a faint

39 degrees in an hour, I'll

minute of hesitation, she agreed,

her as a pillow which was a

at him with narrowed

you

tiredness didn't