Spoil My Errant Wife

"She's with Chandler"

Derek sent her to the gate of the community and told her about Crystal's current situation.

He wanted to tell her that she didn't have to worry about Crystal.

Christina was already outside the car, looking at his fair and handsome face through the window, and his dark blue eyes were crystal clear, which hid no secret behind them.

Derek seemed to be okay with her scrutiny.

As long as she wanted to stare at him, he would not shy away.

They looked at each other for three minutes.

"I'm going back" She said this, turned around, and walked towards the neighborhood.

The white Bentley was parked here until she disappeared from sight.

Ten minutes later, the lights in Apartment 402 turned on.

Derek regained his senses.

His blue eyes lowered slightly before he started the car and left.

Christina did not know what he was thinking.

She quickly returned to her haunted apartment and immediately changed her aqua blue strapless evening dress.

When she took the elevator upstairs, several residents she met looked at her with weird expressions.

After all, ordinary people really couldn't afford such an expensive dress, not to mention that she lived in such an ordinary neighborhood.

Christina angrily threw the clothes into the corner of the bathroom and stepped forward to kick them so hard that it was obvious that she was venting her anger.

"Damn it!"

[Which senior official are you going to sleep with, all dressed up? ] 

The voice of that jerk lingered in her mind.She kept telling herself that she still had a lot to think about, including LUCY, Larry, Director Ann...Yes, she wanted to see her child the most.

She could do anything to hang on.

If LUCY didn't lie to her, if she really found the child, then...

if Patrick, that bastard, still couldn't remember her, then she didn't want him either! Bastard! Christina took a big garbage bag and wrapped up the expensive dress, as if she remembered that bastard the moment she saw it.Her heart was burning with anger.She was going to throw it away now.

"That woman in 402 is a little strange..."

In the elevator came two aunts who had just finished their aerobics.They were chatting happily.

"Yes, I think so too.She doesn't seem to like talking to people very much.Zamani, do you think she's the kind of woman who is kept by men..."

Christina looked up at them expressionlessly, but they were so focused on the talking that they completely ignored her.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense.Besides, we have no right to interfere with her career"

for such a beautiful woman like her to be kept by men.Just don't bring some weirdos back.Then the background of

but then came the opening

walked

Christina was expressionless.

couldn't just keep them stay to listen to her explanation, right? They

leaving Christina alone in the narrow space.Suddenly, it was quiet,

she returned to her apartment, she didn't seem so angry

looked at the small

rumors of the haunted house, even ordinary people could climb from 502 to 402

stood on

by thick clouds.There were only a few stars

up at the balcony

that meant that

hell is

the reception venue on the fourth floor of Gordon Hotel, Crystal was

looked at the handsome men

hurry up and

handsome figure

he pointed to

glared at him

in the mood to

you're not in the mood to

was stunned and she could not

to come over and eat as much as

"I'd better go."

was a little

like this was not suitable

But Chandler was unhappy.

his eyes and scolded, "Miss Zhu, you just

you don't want to be responsible

man took a big step towards her.There was only one punch between the two of them.He looked down at her with

and her thin face was already

"You, don't talk nonsense."

was so panicked that

panicked look, Chandler lowered his head and leaned closer to her, maintaining his cold

then who begged me to bring

just

"Miss Zhu"

interrupted her coldly and asked her seriously, "What do you think of this? I brought you to the venue, and then you ran away.I don't have

"Well, I..."

that you, Crystal Zhu, are an

and looked disappointed in

face was twisted because of anger and she glared at his cold back.Damn it, did the

Zhu...Miss Zhu, you're

with Chandler, her voice was filled

a very

didn't let her

had just scooped up a large plate of seafood from the buffet area and was about to find a place to sit down and eat, but