"Patrick, you, you don't know me?"

"Should I know you?"

His deep voice was sarcastic as he walked directly ashore from the bathtub.

The waiter aside immediately handed over the bathrobe.

He wrapped the white bathrobe around his waist without looking up or even looking at her.

"Patrick, she's Christina." Charles frowned.

He helped Christina up and said helplessly, "She's your wife."

"My wife?"

As if the word "wife" caught his attention, he tilted his head and took a step closer to her.

He looked her up and down sharply with his short hair and chest dripping with water, and then asked, "Why did I marry you?"

He asked directly and coldly.

Why...

Suddenly, Christina froze.

"Because Christina is pregnant with your child..."

Barbara took an extra clean towel and handed it to Christina with a smile.

word "Child" made

dead?" Patrick asked

"Pouch-"

Christina gave him a hard

expected this to

at the swollen red mark on Patrick's left cheek, everyone was

"How dare you..."

face became gloomy and he gripped her wrist

and

her go,

and he

take it seriously.She's just in a

didn't

her reddened eyes.She looked straight into his

made her feel very

of hurried footsteps came, it

cursed anxiously, "Patrick, let her go.You bastard, don't

away impatiently, and he looked down at her,

here was a little

around looked around curiously, but they did not

are you? Your clothes are wet.Are

Crystal rushed over quickly.

Derek also came over.

left side, grabbed her bruised wrist, and

was just a

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