Spoil My Errant Wife

It was past 1 a.m.And the neighborhood was quiet.

The living room of one of the apartments was brightly lit.

Crystal quickly took out the medical kit and frowned at Derek, who was covered in injuries.She fell into deep thought.

Derek actually went to fight with Patrick.

Looking at the injuries, she could imagine that they fought too fiercely...

"Do you need help?" She saw that he seemed to have hurt his back.

"No." Derek simply refused.

Although he was hurt all over, he was not anxious at all.

He did not frown, and he was still so calm as if he did not feel the pain even if he was hurt.

"Why are you fighting?"

Crystal was warm-hearted, and she felt sorry when she saw the bruises and bleeding on Derek's handsome face.

Crystal was suddenly a little annoyed.

She remembered that Patrick was very strong and he was good at Thai boxing, but Derek was so thin and quiet.How could Patrick do this! 

"He's not much better."

Derek seemed to know what she was thinking.

Without raising his head, he said slowly.

"Did Patrick also get hurt?" Crystal asked subconsciously.

she froze and her

Derek and asked

Crystal realize

not answer her, and his emotionless face became

he whispered to her, "Don't

a moment.She had heard him call out the word "Christina" in such a clear and deep

voice was as calm as his temperament, and it was very pleasant to hear.And it sounded so natural as if it

let Christina know it?"

Derek remained silent.

and ointment from the

early morning, the living room

sighed and looked at

was late at

turned off the lights in the living room and went back to her

the night returned

the door of the next room opened a

a wall and heard their conversation clearly.He's back.He's

there was no light

was a layer of gauze curtains in front of the

street lights outside faintly shone in, and

Derek had

knew that if it was

if it was too dark,

known her very

was already November, and it was a

bed and hugged her knees with both

turned to look at the bright green alarm clock on the bedside table in

and the hour hand of the clock moved

little faster and that dawn would come soon.She fixed her eyes on the clock and kept looking

back, everything would be