Spoil My Errant Wife

Christina had never expected him to be the first one who found her.She curled up into a ball in the narrow platform up the slide and tilted her head up a little.

With blurred eyes, she saw the man standing under the dim street lamp who had appeared out of the blue.

Patrick.

She considered his familiar and angelic face.Her eyes turned red and watery.She had so much to say to him but it all got stuck in her throat, so she just gazed at him as if he was just a phantom that would disappear once she called him.

"How long are you going to stay there?" The man yelled at her impatiently.

Seeing her stay motionless, he frowned annoyedly.

"Come out!"

His voice was deep, melodic, and overbearing as it'd always been.

She didn't move.

Patrick's face sank.He bent down and reached out one arm to grab her wrist in a bossy manner.

With one yank, he pulled her out.

It happened so suddenly that Christina stumbled down the slide headlong and hit her forehead.

As if he didn't want to touch her, he released her immediately after he dragged her out and looked down at her, who was down on her hands and knees with messy hair.

"You should have more self-awareness before you try to invoke sympathy, or you just end up looking stupid!"

His eyes were penetrating and his voice was scornful.

In his eyes, she was worthless.

As if she hadn't heard him, Christina propped herself up slowly with her hands on the muddy ground.

her head down so her hair hid the pallor of her

and felt a dull pain, so she grabbed one side of

when she stood up and thought that she was going to fall on her face

stepped forward and held

tell me you sprained your ankle.What's the matter

pissed off and

She was bony.

sounded familiar

and felt tears welling up

not a crier but she couldn't help

you playing tough guy, or are you trying to get

it were in the past, she would've thrown her head up and retorted that she didn't want the alimony.But she kept silent now.She didn't want to get divorced.She didn't want to talk about

they would never

the early

a remote and quiet

was

ran out

scooped Christina up and scooted to his black Ferrari by the

and struggled subconsciously, which

his arms around her as a

the passenger seat and slammed

because of the bang and stopped

he walked around the front of the car and sat into

he sped up and left

to hide" He said gloomily and turned the wheel with

highway soon and

realize that he didn't bring a driver with

a while, the familiar white building appeared outside the

loudly, "I'm going to