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.

and blue, but a chill was sent into the spacious bedroom perhaps because temperatures were set

Somehow, Christina's heart sank.

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

didn't need to take medicine, which meant he didn't need

pressed the electronic key,

was in a fit of pique, was frightened by the

quickly put away the

me check

beside her gave an order, but his tone

a slightly startled expression, trying to make sure she didn't

perked up and leaned

why are

seem to be a right

a word.He looked sideways at her

degrees.You're not fine

stared at the thermometer and

and call the

"No need"

wrist and closed his eyes

lie down with me for

"Don't move."

to get you a anti-fever

pulling at the quilt, pressing the

sleeps a

her son as an excuse again, trying to get up and use some alcohol to cool him

very sleepy" Patrick dragged

her, his lips

very soft with a faint baby milk

if it's above 39 degrees in an hour,

half a minute of

thought of her as a pillow

him

you

didn't sent him