Spoil My Errant Wife

Christina entered the room and quickly closed the glass door in front of the balcony.

The storm outside slammed against the glass door with a thumping sound.

Christina was wet all over.She unfolded her right hand and a screw fell out of her palm.

It was evening, and the rain was falling heavily outside with terrible streaks of lightning and thunder that ripped through the sky.

Perhaps the bright light in the room made her feel a little more secure.

The handle of the glass door was loosened, but she was more willing to believe that this screw fell automatically.She glanced at the gloomy little balcony and convinced herself not to think too much.

Then she turned around and went straight into the bedroom to get changed.But she was always filled with anxiety.She locked the bedroom door and turned on all the lights in the room.

The noise of thunder and rain outside highlighted her room's coldness and quiet, and even her short breathing was clear.

Christina took off her wet clothes and wiped the stains on her face and long hair with a towel.She reached out to get the dry clothes on the bed.

When she looked down, she saw the scar on her abdomen at once.She looked at it steadily, Her slightly cold fingers touched the cut on the abdomen.

The scar was no longer obvious.She didn't know what medicine Derek had applied to her, and even the striae of pregnancy were gone.

It was as if the memory of her pregnancy and marriage to the Hopkins family was a dream.

The traces had disappeared, and Patrick had disappeared from her world...

Ding- The phone rang in the empty and quiet house abruptly.

She tensed up and had a look at the phone on the dresser.She walked over quickly.It was Derek calling.He said, "Christina, I'm outside the door"

Christina was surprised for a while before she came to her senses and replied quickly, "Oh, wait a minute."

Then she hung up, quickly changed her clothes, and tidied up her face in front of the mirror on the dresser.

Suddenly, she found something different and stared at herself in the mirror.She coiled up her long hair, raised her head, and turned to look in the mirror.

There was a faint red mark on her fair skin at the neck below her left earlobe...Her fingertips touched the strange red mark on her neck.It was like...a hickey.

Hickey? It was a little unrealistic.

Christina put down her long hair and did not think about it.She felt that it should be the mark from her previous sleep.

"Why are you here?" She ran out to open the door for Derek.

He stood straight outside the door.His black expensive coat was wet by the rain with the water dripping from his short hair.

Derek simply walked in and closed the door.

him.She immediately gave him a dry

your coat.Are your undershirt wet? Why do you come to me in such heavy

wiped it on his slightly curled short black

while, he said in a low

puzzled.The house was bright

Derek stared at her.

sighed and said, "You will

"I'm not afraid."

shouted at him.Then he

tall and thin.His face was fair and handsome with a pair of deep and amazing blue

curved, and even his pupils were sparkling. His clean and pure eyes were enchanted, He

moment, he

you laughing

yelled at

get along with him in this manner as if they had

the house and found Christina had turned

wouldn't clarify

was more amusement

to see her

"What's wrong?"

Derek was very quick-witted.

he found that she was

subconsciously glanced at the balcony from time

said constrainedly, Obviously, she

laughed at for talking about the apartment and the strange faint red mark under her earlobe.She insisted

a little hungry.Do you

rice that she had packed this morning.She was going to

this morning.It tastes good." She had

took the pot to

eater, stood by the

in the small kitchen, she said, "Don't botter.Just eat some

nimble.The handsome man

silhouette was really a special feast

a failure as a woman who couldn't cook, she was embarrassed

to hold takeout the other day.She

kitchen to help.She turned

the refrigerator and washed

he turned around, he saw Christina washing the

play with bowls." He said helplessly, looking at

at her hands, which were full

played with

"I didn't"