Spoil My Errant Wife

"Thank you..."

Christina took what he handed over and did not look at him again.

She turned around and walked away side by side with the man beside her.

Cory stood rooted to the spot, looking at the two figures who were leaving away.

He looked gloomy, pursing his lips tightly, and was about to say something.

But his words wouldn't work.

He felt bitter.

"Patrick, how much do you know her better than I do..."

He muttered in anger.

"What's in the box?"

Patrick and Christina got into the car.

He frowned and looked out of the window with a complicated look.

Christina did not speak, and they were both quiet.

The car drove smoothly back to his house, but the driver felt the atmosphere in the car was serious.

Trembling, he looked up at the rearview mirror and saw that their young master looked gloomy, while the woman lowered her head with excitement, looking at the contents of her little wooden box without paying attention to the bad mood of the man beside her.

"What are these..."

his head and glanced that Christina was holding some objects in that small wooden

did not look like valuables and were

Christina carefully examined the objects

and treasured

"Nothing."

in a daze, and a strange

immediately packed up

to move steadily

much to talk about, and suddenly the

eyes and stared

would ask about Cory's appearance and what the two men

was

little confused, and she glanced at the small wooden box on her right from time to time as if she was reminiscing about something in

he didn't know

turned his head, staring at the speeding back

silence in the

Christina was startled.

the vibrating phone out of her bag and looked at the caller

Suddenly, she hesitated.

"Your aunt called."

and saw her

in a

Christina responded, glancing away from him, her voice tinged with

pressed the answer