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

off your shirt.."

so heavy and she could only

glared at him, who was

the alcohol cotton and got on

was pulled into his arms.He hugged her tightly

did it on

"Hey!" 

delicate.She was pressed

was so strong that she couldn't push him even though he was sick.He hugged her like

Christina was helpless.

you don't let me go, I'll bite

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

and reasoned with him at his ear,

he could relieve the pain when he hugged her

and he had a bad

his head in her neck and

was afraid of

be asleep.It was

a

soundly as if she had not slept so comfortably in a

midnight that she woke up by some

at night.She was in a daze and didn't remember what happened.She lifted

She only had underwear.But she didn't

time to

the sound in

was in her kitchen? She held the phone tightly and was ready to

the lights

why are you here?" She spoke

was busy.He heard her and turned to look at

she

you doing?" She

"Crystal, don't you remember

her but asked

at him in a daze and lowered her head stiffly and stared at her underwear in the

that she cried and it was

that she

clothes?"

clothes are all wet.Do you want to sleep in

Chandler was calm.

you help me take them

remembered that her unscrupulous brother and mother bullied

an inexplicable panic in front

off yourself.And

Crystal looked complicated.

It was so embarrassing.But soon it was Chandler's turn.He almost burned

regained her senses and walked into the