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.

her head half

with a complicated look, clearly

if he could not stand the

mixed feelings and strode

his anger and she looked up sharply, not to know what

if she

that what had just happened

her, but he

to turn

nervous when she was

"Patrick..."

the man who was half a step away from her had a look of astonishment on

I didn't mean to make

lowered her

"Christina, you...shut up."

low and he sounded

the corners of her eyes were a little moist,

Christina said in a low

be reminiscing,

smell of blood...It was dark.I couldn't see anything.I kept

eyes were red, and some hot tears rolled down

"Patrick, I was scared..."

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

she could not help but cry

in front of her with both hands, hugging his strong waist

her head over his heart

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

body was tense,

know what

her to say that, nor did he expect the woman

her

He really didn't know what to

looked down at

like she had suffered a great grievance.He felt helpless and strangely warm in his

because...I'm

 She was crying and argued

little speechless for a

my son must be a crybaby after he

his head and leaned against her tear-stained face,

son is a crybaby, he can't get a

hard to come up with a

sure if he