Spoil My Errant Wife

"I see..I"

"Then I'll see you at the hotel,"

Christina said anxiously as she was about to hang up.

"Patrick, remember to come earlier."

The man on the other end of the phone was startled by her nervous tone.

"Hum" 

One 'Hum' was counted as a promise.

Christina looked at her phone, which had been hung up.

Her expression became a little gloomy.

What? We had decided to come to F City together, but they all wanted to break the promise...

"Young Madam, this is the suite that was arranged for you.Is there anything you are not satisfied with?"

The hotel manager, who had been standing quietly on the other side, after seeing Christina's call was over, came over to ask in a soft voice, "If you need anything, you can tell me directly.Mr.Shepherd asked us to prepare some soup for you.What kind of taste do you like..."

"Never mind.I'm not hungry now" Christina took her room card and went straight in.

This was the best hotel in F City, and suite 10008 on the top floor was the best room here.

It was exquisite and luxurious, but she didn't have any requirements for a room.

She just felt the room was too big and cold.

Charles brought her here and left without telling her where did he go.

Patrick was still in A City, saying he would be late for seeing her.

you need anything, please call the

did

the proprietress of their hotel herself, she was still supposed to politely

quiet and was full of a faint lavender scent, leaving the impression of being clean

Christina a little tired, so she went straight to bed

bedside table and checked the volume of the phone

the late summer season, so she slept deeply By the time she woke up naturally, the setting sun had already fallen from the French

pace of life was slower than A City's, and the air quality and

as the top ten most suitable cities to live

didn't like F City very

she was young,

city many times, but it didn't leave her with any good

lay on the edge of the grass and

second time she came over, she looked for Derek for a long time and was dejected to come home when she noticed that Derek was locked up in Mrs.Fisher's dirty storage

day, and he didn't even have the strength to speak

time, Mrs.Fisher raised the heavy pole and

he did not cry out in

his little body was

time, she couldn't hold

fast as she could, hiding in a

straight like a pillar

angry that she hated the clean and

Derek had a unique nickname, Eric(a little

of bed, grabbed her phone, walked to the window, and looked

was a

haven't seen him for so many years...How is

couldn't be the weak and autistic Eric back

vibrated, and Christina

It wasn't from Patrick.

sent her

little nervous on my first business trip with a senior executive.Now I'm at a hotel in F City, waiting for a big client.]

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