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 off his shirt and cool him down with

did not cooperate.It

and I'll take off your shirt.." Christina tried hard to

heavy and she could only take off

at him, who was

got on the bed to pull out his shirt bit

soon as she got on the bed, she was pulled into his arms.He hugged

did it

"Hey!" 

delicate.She was pressed

even though he was sick.He hugged her like a

Christina was helpless.

you don't let me

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

reasoned with him at his ear, but he

pillow.It seemed that he could relieve the pain when he

he

his head in her neck and she

was afraid of

be asleep.It was a long night

a hard

had not

until midnight that she

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

were the clothes? She only had underwear.But she

time to think about

bathrobe and listened to the sound

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

about it, she bravely took a closer look.She found all the lights on in the living room and a familiar man

you here?" She spoke with a nasal

her and turned to look

she

are you doing?"

"Crystal, don't

answer her but asked

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

remembered that

that she met him, and

my clothes?" She

wet.Do you

Chandler was calm.

me take

her unscrupulous brother

she spoke in an inexplicable panic

off yourself.And you

Crystal looked complicated.

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

Crystal regained her