Spoil My Errant Wife

"Let me go."

It was the fifth time she had yelled at him, but he still held her wrist hard.

Christina was so angry that she wanted to beat him up regardless of his illness.

"Patrick, I'll get a thermometer and fever medicine.I won't leave." She looked complicated and emphasized.however, Patrick still didn't let her go.

"Hey, you're heavy.Stand still and don't press me..."

"Oh, my gosh.Do you think that I won't lose my temper...don't lean over.Your beard! It's itching.Go away..."

He said in a low and hoarse voice, "Stop talking."

Christina was exhausted.She felt bad.

Finally, she dragged him to the bed.She pushed him on the bed with great force vindictively.She was so angry.If he was not sick, she would pour him a basin of cold water.

Damn it! Patrick didn’t move.

Christina frowned and moved closer to him.

Patrick was tall.

The bed at the length of 1.8 meters was not enough for him.His short black hair was messy and he closed his eyes.

He was not as intimidating as usual.He had a straight nose and his lips were dry.

She could feel his breath if she approached him.

His breath was warm.

"He was not sick after the operation.I don't know what he did and he has a fever now.He deserves it" Christina looked at his haggard face.She felt complicated.He frowned.He might have a headache.

She took off his shoes and coat and took out a velvet quilt.She wanted to cover the quilt, but she stopped and stared at his belt.It seemed intimate to take off his belt.She didn't know how many women had done it...

Christina had mixed feelings and took off his belt expressionlessly.

"You can look for many people, but you come to my home..." She became more resentful.

She covered the quilt hard and accidentally touched him.

Even though he wore an expensive silk dark purple shirt, she could feel that he had a serious fever.

Christina had mixed feelings.She was resentful, but she had sympathy for him.She took his temperature.

Five minutes later, Christina looked at the thermometer.It was 39 degrees celsius.She was serious.She was cautious or a little afraid of the high fever.

Derek was over 40 degrees celsius when he was young.

And then he had been autistic for several years.

She believed that people would be influenced a lot if they had a high fever.She attached some patches on his forehead and back neck to bring down a fever.

There was some medicinal alcohol.

balls in it.She wanted to take

not

off your shirt.." Christina tried hard to take

could only take off half of his

glared at him,

cotton and got on the bed to

soon as she got on the bed, she was pulled into

he did it

"Hey!" 

was delicate.She was pressed against his strong

strong that she couldn't push him even

Christina was helpless.

you don't let me go,

I don't cool you down, your brain might be injured due to

warned him and reasoned with him at his

as a pillow.It seemed that he could relieve the

he had a

head in her neck and she felt itchy because of

of

asleep.It was a long night for

a

had not slept so comfortably

midnight that she woke up

lived alone for a long time, so she was careful at night.She was in

where were the clothes? She only had underwear.But she didn't have the

not time to

a bathrobe and listened to the sound in her kitchen cautiously.She thought

She held the phone tightly and was ready to

all the lights on

here?" She spoke with

was busy.He heard her and turned to look at

she found that he

you

and said angrily, "Crystal, don't

her but

lowered her head stiffly and stared at

that she cried and

was that she met him,

clothes?" She

all wet.Do you

Chandler was calm.

help me take them

remembered that her unscrupulous brother

she spoke in an inexplicable panic in front of

off yourself.And

Crystal looked complicated.

it calmly? It was so embarrassing.But soon

for me?" Crystal regained her senses and walked