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

at her with a complicated

was as if he could not stand the atmosphere and was angry at

back his mixed

could feel his anger and she looked up sharply, not

was as if she was afraid

what had just happened

he did not

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

nervous when she

"Patrick..."

his shirt was suddenly pulled by her, and the man who was half a step away

I didn't mean to make you angry.I was

still lowered

"Christina, you...shut up."

was low

look at her cheek, he saw that the corners of her eyes were a little moist, so

Christina

to be reminiscing, hesitant and

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

and some

"Patrick, I was scared..."

wanted to know...I don't want you to

this point, she could not help

hugged the tall man in front of her with both hands, hugging his strong waist

bent her head over his

happen to you.I didn't know anything.I couldn't help you with anything.I thought

was tense, and he looked

didn't know what to

did he expect the woman to cry in his

her

  He really

down

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

crying.It's because...I'm pregnant.It's my son who's affecting

crying

made Patrick a little

my son must be a crybaby

 He bent his head and leaned against her tear-stained face, whispering softly

son is a crybaby, he can't get

hard to come

wasn't sure if he was trying