Spoil My Errant Wife

Jack was in a good mood tonight.He had done a favor for Mr.Biden, the company's client, so the project he was in charge of should be going well.He walked over with a smile.

"Christina, congratulations on your smooth entry into the entertainment industry.Mr.Biden saw your advertisement and felt that your temperament was very suitable for the teleplay he invested in, with a theme of survival in troubled times of the 1910s ...You should thank Mr.Biden"

Christina stood up straight with a complex expression.

She did not respond to his words, Mr.Biden and Renee also seemed to have strange expressions, as if they did not listen to him.

Jack was in doubt when a strange low voice came from the left, "How to thank Mr.Biden?"

Jack didn't care.

He smiled and said, "Of course, Christina has to work hard for Mr.Biden..."

As he spoke, he turned around and had a casual glance at the man with a strong presence in his left hand.

Jack's face froze.He was so frightened that his lips were twitched.

"..Mir.President"

It was Patrick.

Why was Patrick here? Jack looked at the man in front of him.

He was too nervous to even breathe heavily.

As an employee of the IP&G Group for eight years, he knew very well that the structure of the IP&G Group business was huge and complicated.

The president of the Asia Pacific region, the president of the North American region, the president of the real estate or technology field, all were leaders of the IP&G Group.

But there was only one Mr.President in the headquarters...

Jack had attended the annual meeting of the company and had seen the Mr.President once from afar, with whom he was deeply impressed.

Patrick's presence was unforgettable.

He enjoyed the inherent noble and cold temperament, and also a sense of cruelty.

Jack felt his heart beating much faster.

He stammered uncontrollably, "Mr.Hopkins, hello...Nice to meet you."

Mr.Hopkins was still silent, and Renee and the others awkwardly smiled and tried to speak.

However, Patrick suddenly stretched out his long arm and naturally hugged the woman's shoulder beside him.

The moment Patrick's hand touched her skin, Christina trembled.

The people in front of them were shocked and did not know how to react.

Although Patrick did not look at her, Christina tensed up.

was waiting for him to lash out at her at

he would probably be angry again when he saw her' hooking

Patrick was completely unreasonable.

and scolded Christina as soon

a strange atmosphere, everyone suddenly

to Christina's surprise, Patrick was not

front of these subordinates and partners, Patrick remained

head to Christina and said

and the others watched them leave in a daze,

argument with him in public, so

hand grasping on Christina's shoulder tightened, and Christina felt a

walked stiffly beside

look back but knew that behind them must

Patrick was, he would definitely be

Christina could not feel the vanity as other women called.She only felt uncomfortable.She hated being watched as a

out of 502, she was

are you going? Let me

her voice

in life.I can go wherever I want.There is nothing wrong that I make friends in this club.Let me go.I like to stay

to struggle, but the strength of Patrick's grasp on her would

taken the initiative to lean close to Patrick's

"Damn it!"

gossip must

what the hell do you want to

with a suppressed

Patrick still ignored her.

her lips and decided not to talk

indifference and what Patrick did to her, Christina had already

had been making excuses for him that

force me to hate

husband, Patrick was

depression.She lowered her head and

seemed to have forgotten that she had not been so

was a

"Mr.Hopkins, it's ready:"

head, Christina raised her head vigilantly and looked at the familiar and deep eyes in front of

gun was placed on her fair and slender

at the real weapon in

the target ahead now.This type of recoil is suitable for women.I'll check

head coach of the shooting range spoke

I don't want to

Christina said confusedly.

bold she was, she

how grandpa spoiled her, he would not let her

to return the weapon, The retired American head coach