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.

kept her head down so her

and felt a dull pain, so she grabbed one side

twisted her right ankle when she stood up and thought that she was going to fall on her

Patrick stepped forward

sprained your ankle.What's the

was somehow pissed off and clasped

She was bony.

words sounded familiar to

kept her head down and felt tears welling

a crier but she couldn't help

a sullen face, "Are you playing tough guy, or are you trying

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

would

the early

remote and quiet

broken street lamp was blinking on and

out

to his black Ferrari by

subconsciously,

around her as a

into the passenger seat and

of the

the front of the

the engine, he sped up and left this damned

where to hide" He said gloomily and turned the wheel with one

the highway soon and headed

surprisedly realize that he didn't bring

a while, the familiar white building appeared

flipped and protested loudly, "I'm going