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

in the narrow platform up the ramp for too long and her legs went numb and felt a dull pain, so she grabbed one side of the chute with her right

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

stepped forward

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

pissed off and clasped

She was bony.

words sounded

kept her head down and felt tears welling up in her

not a crier but she couldn't help it

Patrick scoffed with a sullen face, "Are you playing tough guy, or are you

her head up and retorted that she didn't want the alimony.But

they would never

the early

a remote

broken street lamp was blinking on and

out

up and scooted to his black Ferrari

panicked and struggled subconsciously,

tightened his arms around

passenger seat

because of the bang and stopped

he walked around the front of the

engine, he sped up and left

gloomily and turned the wheel with

car entered the highway soon and

then did Christina surprisedly realize that

the familiar white building

flipped and protested loudly, "I'm