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 hair hid the pallor of her

for too long and her legs went numb and felt a dull pain, so she grabbed one side of the chute with her right hand

she stood up and thought that she was going to

stepped forward

you sprained your ankle.What's the

pissed off and clasped her

She was bony.

words sounded familiar to

felt tears welling up in

not a crier but she couldn't help it when he was

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

it were in the past, she would've thrown her head up and retorted that she didn't want the alimony.But

said they would never

night in the early

a remote and quiet

was blinking

out of

Christina up and scooted to his black Ferrari by the

subconsciously, which

his arms around

shoved her into the passenger seat and slammed the door

of the bang and stopped

the front of the

the engine, he sped up and left this

where to hide" He said gloomily and turned

the highway soon

that he

while, the familiar white building appeared outside the

flipped and protested loudly,