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.

dipped some cotton balls in it.She wanted to take off his shirt and cool him

not

I'll take off your shirt.." Christina tried

he was so heavy and she could only take off half

him, who was

put down the alcohol cotton and got on the bed to pull

got on the bed, she was pulled into his arms.He hugged her tightly and didn't let her

he did

"Hey!" 

was pressed against his strong chest

she couldn't push him even though

Christina was helpless.

don't let me go, I'll bite

I don't cool you down, your brain

with him at his ear, but he

seemed that he could relieve the pain when he hugged her

he had

and she felt

of it

was a long night for

a hard

slept soundly as if she had not slept so

midnight that she woke up by some

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

only had underwear.But she didn't

was not time to

and listened to the sound in

the thief was in her kitchen? She held the phone tightly and

the

She spoke

heard her and turned

but she found that

you doing?"

angrily, "Crystal, don't

her but

blank.She looked at him in a daze and lowered her head stiffly

that she cried and

thing was that she

my clothes?"

you want to sleep in

Chandler was calm.

you help me take

that her unscrupulous

the moment, she spoke in an inexplicable panic in

to take it off yourself.And you were asleep"

Crystal looked complicated.

he say it calmly? It was so embarrassing.But soon it was Chandler's turn.He almost burned

regained her senses