Spoil My Errant Wife

She didn't know how she left...She just felt like she was in a daze.

When they returned to the Hopkins Family, the servants saw them covered in mud and were so shocked that they did not know what to say.The butler stood aside and tried to say in a calm tone, "Dinner is ready"

 The dinner was already cold.The grim-faced man did not say a word, as if he did not want to see her again.

As soon as she came back, he turned around and went back to Eastern Garden.

"Young Madam, why don't you have some hot soup first?"

 Nanny Faang noticed that Christina was in a trance and was frightened, so Nanny Faang did not ask her to wash and clean up, but immediately let her drink some hot soup to calm down.

Christina followed Nanny Faang to the dining room, sat down, and drank half a bowl of hot soup expressionless.

The food was tasteless.

Finally, Nanny Faang accompanied her back to the bedroom.

As they walked, Nanny Faang couldn't help but whisper to her, "Young Madam, Young Master Patrick has been haughty since he was a child.There are some things that he doesn't want to say, so don't provoke him.You should only mind your own business in the Hopkins Family.Just ignore him."

 Even if she wanted to, she couldn't meddle in Patrick's business.

Christina did not speak, her face still a little pale.

She trudged up the familiar stairs towards the bedroom.

When she opened the door, there was a faint smell of tobacco.

Christina froze at the door, not daring to step forward.

The man inside the room also looked shocked.

He still held a lighted cigarette in his left hand, which he put out at once.

Their eyes met and they all had mixed feelings.

"Young Madam, remember not to provoke him anymore"

 Nanny Faang was standing right outside the door, and she repeated the warning in a low voice, afraid that Christina would do something to provoke Mr.Hopkins into a rage.

As she spoke, Christina was nudged into the bedroom by Nanny Faang.

The door was quickly shut.

There was only him and her in the spacious room, which seemed strange, chilly and awkward.

After about five minutes of silence, she stood by the door and did not take another step forward.

with her head half

with a complicated look, clearly seeing

he could not stand the atmosphere and was

held back his mixed feelings

could feel his anger and she looked up sharply, not to

was as if she

what had just happened might

her, but he

he walked past her, reached out to turn the doorknob, and walked out

when she was with

"Patrick..."

was half a step away from

mean to make you angry.I was

 She still lowered her

"Christina, you...shut up."

voice was low and he sounded

her cheek, he saw that the

accident..."  Christina said in a low

be reminiscing, hesitant

smell of blood...It was dark.I couldn't see anything.I kept calling your name, but you didn't

eyes were red, and some

"Patrick, I was scared..."

me anything.I just wanted to know...I don't want

could not help

hugged the tall man in front of her with both

head over his heart and she

afraid, I was afraid that something would happen to you.I didn't know anything.I couldn't help you with anything.I

tense, and he

know

that, nor did he expect the woman to

else, her tone

crybaby"  He really

looked down

she had suffered a great grievance.He felt helpless

not that I like crying.It's because...I'm pregnant.It's my son who's

crying

a little speechless for

must be a crybaby

and leaned against her tear-stained face, whispering softly in her

son is a crybaby, he can't get a wife,

worked hard to come up with

wasn't sure if he was