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.

wanted to take off his

Patrick did not

off your shirt.." Christina tried hard to take

heavy and she could only take off

glared at him,

and got on

as she got on the bed, she was pulled

he did

"Hey!" 

was pressed against his strong chest and

couldn't push him even though he

Christina was helpless.

me go, I'll

down, your brain might be injured due to the

him and reasoned with him at his ear, but he

her as a pillow.It seemed that he could relieve

was uncomfortable, and he

his head in her neck and she

afraid of it the

was

had a

as if she had not slept so comfortably in

midnight that she woke up by

lived alone for a long time, so she was careful at night.She was in a daze and didn't remember what happened.She

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

time to think about

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

She held the phone tightly and

a closer look.She found all the lights on in the living room and a familiar man in

are you here?" She spoke with a

busy.He heard her and

felt dizzy, but she

you doing?" She

"Crystal, don't

answer her but

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

that she cried and it was

thing was that she met him, and

my clothes?"

are all wet.Do you want to sleep in

Chandler was calm.

me take them

unscrupulous brother

the moment, she spoke in an inexplicable

you to take it off yourself.And you were asleep" Chandler told

Crystal looked complicated.

it calmly? It was so embarrassing.But

Crystal regained her senses