Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 27: I Like You Very Much 

"You allow a pregnant woman to eat crabs, do you have any common sense?"

This sentence sounded familiar.

Christina buried her head in the quilt guiltily.

Last night, Patrick was still blaming her for not having any common sense, but now...

Now it was Patrick who was blamed.

Christina suddenly had a fever at four in the morning and called a doctor.

Since Mr.Hopkins had always been an early riser, it was hard to hide what happened to him.

The old man came over angrily with his crutch and scolded.

"Grandpa, it's actually me..."

It was me who wanted to eat crabs.

Christina popped out of her head and was about to admit her fault, but Mr.Hopkins was in a bad mood and looked at her with a gloomy look.

Therefore, Christina immediately became timid and stopped speaking.

Patrick was yelled at by his grandfather and did not refute, but he didn't look good.

He glanced at Christina meaningfully.

"From now on, You two should go to the parenting center every Sunday and learn how to be parents." Mr.Hopkins's face was especially grim.

He ordered seriously.

Christina didn't care.

She had nothing to do anyway, but Patrick was busy with work...

Seeing his grandfather go downstairs, Christina turned to look at Patrick.

As expected, he was not very happy.

"Christina..."

He looked into her guilty eyes, muttered her name, and warned angrily, "You better behave yourself!"

She did not dare to refute, because he had taken the blame for her.

Patrick left with a darkened face, leaving Christina in bed.

Nanny Faang brought her breakfast, not forgetting to remind her.

"The young master has said that you must return to your bedroom before 10: 00 pm this evening and call him in advance before going out..."

Halfway through, Nanny Faang suddenly laughed again.

"By the way, Old Master let me ask you about Patrick's cooking skills." Christina was a little surprised. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

‘‘Hadn't he tried anything cooked by Patrick?’’ In fact, Mr.Hopkins said before, "It must taste awful!"

Yes, he had never tried Patrick's cooking skills.

Mr.Hopkins was rather displeased.

He glared at the doctor with a stern and cold gaze.

"What else does he hide from me?"

The doctor felt innocent, so he just said.

"It is not suitable for Young Madam to get too tired now...’

"He thought that I know nothing about the video of Christina?"

Mr.Hopkins's face became even grimmer and he gritted his teeth.

"He made her supper in the middle of the night!"

Why didn't he cook me a bowl of noodles? Mr.Hopkins was upset for several days because he didn't eat a bowl of noodles cooked by his grandson.

Even Laurie, who came to pay a New Year call, felt the anger of the old man.

Only after inquiring about it did she know that Christina almost had a miscarriage.

And ever since the old man lost his temper, Patrick came back on time.

Christina always felt that the man looked at her with a strange look.

He held a female phone in his right hand and stared at the new text message from the phone with great anger.

[Christina, how are you doing? I'm worried about you.Can you reply to me?]

The text was sent from his cousin Cory.

Christina was afraid of him, so she huddled on the couch and watched TV.

She didn't dare to look him in the eye.

Patrick tapped his fingers and deleted the message.

He turned around and went back to the study with his briefcase.

"Patrick, we caught some people, who might have something to do with the kidnapping in C City,’’ Charles was reporting something when suddenly his voice became sarcastic.

"Carrie did this."

When Patrick heard this, he was not too surprised.He just looked out the window at the dark sky, seeming to think about something.

"Patrick, how are you going to deal with it?" Charles asked after Patrick's silence.

"Don't interfere.I have plans,’ he didn't answer directly.

Charles had a bad feeling when he heard his tone.

"Patrick, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I told you not to meddle with anything about Christina.” Patrick sounded a little annoyed.

Charles did not dare to continue and changed the subject.

"Patrick, it's Lunar New Year Holiday, so just leave the work.Why do you go back home so early? Let's go to the bar.Many people are looking forward to seeing you."

"I have something important to do." Patrick did not say much.

He looked up at the clock on the wall thoughtfully.

Just as he was about to hang up the phone, he thought of another woman and said, "Leave the leading heroine of your company's first TV series this year..."

Then the phone was hung up.

Charles heard his last words and looked at the entertainment headlines on TV with a stiff expression.

"Cecilia returns to the entertainment industry..."

"Are you so busy these days because of Cecilia?" Charles murmured.

He couldn't handle Patrick's personal affairs, but...

Since Cecilia was back, Patrick didn't even bother about Christina's kidnapping.

"It's not easy for Christina..."

Charles sympathized with her.

Patrick came out of the study, pushed open the bedroom door, and watched the TV on.

The woman curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.

Well, he rushed back to check if she went back to her bedroom.

However, it turned out that she fell asleep on the sofa.

Patrick approached her with a solemn expression.

He really wanted to wake her up and teach her a lesson.

Although he didn't look too good, he bent down and hugged the woman on the sofa.

"You're really troublesome...’’

Perhaps Patrick was being too imposing.

Christina felt something staring at her.

She was so uneasy that she opened her eyes.

"Patrick, what do you want to do?"

"What do you think I want to do!"

Patrick was so angry that he threw the woman onto the bed.

He then turned around and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Christina was so frightened by him that she wasn't sleepy any longer.

Looking thoughtfully at the TV in the small living room on the left, a piece of entertainment news was just broadcast about that Miss Jones...

"Patrick, there's one thing I want to say..."

As soon as he came out of the bathroom, Christina mustered up the courage to negotiate with him.

"What?"

Unfortunately, as soon as Patrick spoke, Christina's heart trembled.

The man was really fierce.

"Well, are you in a bad mood?"

Patrick wiped his wet hair casually with a towel in his right hand and glanced at the woman on the bed who wanted to speak but stopped, signaling her to continue.

"Patrick, I Know that anyone would be angry at something like this."

She pointed to the TV on the left, looking sympathetically.

"Those people asserted that Miss Jones dated a rich man after seeing a randomly taken photo.They were talking nonsense.Don't be too angry.Miss Jones loves you so much.She'll never cheat on you.’’

Patrick listened to her inexplicable words, turned around, grabbed the remote control, and dialed back to the news.

It was indeed a scandal about Cecilia.

"Christina, how did you know that the person wasn't me?"

He looked at the blurry photo on the high-definition screen.

The news was actually a publicity stunt done by the industry's managers, but he suddenly became interested.

"Of course, you're so handsome.I can tell from the back of that common man that it's not you."

Patrick had taken the blame for herself a few days ago, so she felt a little guilty about him.

She now tried her best to flatter him.

Seeing her silly smile, Patrick raised his eyebrows and asked in a complicated voice, "Do you know me well?"

Christina continued to flatter him.

"Patrick, you are so handsome that no one else can simulate your temperament.You are absolutely eye-catching and impressive.You can attract the attention of a crowd of women the moment you appear."

"Really?"

Hearing this, Patrick was a little angry.

"Christina, am I really impressive?"

Then why did you forget me? She didn't know why he suddenly got angry.

This man was really hard to get along with.

However, Christina had something serious to talk to him tonight.

She had been looking at him for a long time, so she nerved herself! The moment she opened her mouth, she said, "Patrick, I like you very much!"

She roared out bravely.

The man, who was standing by the bed and wiping his hair with a towel in his right hand, suddenly trembled.

The towel in his hand fell to the floor.Patrick was mixed with many emotions.

He glared at the woman on the bed.

"What did you say?"

His voice was suddenly very low.She sensed that he was acting strangely.

‘‘Did I piss him off?!"

"Patrick, don't get me wrong,’’ she quickly explained.

"I mean, a man like you is too good.There are so many women who love you.I know I'm not good enough for you..."

She lowered her voice deliberately.

Patrick's expression grew colder.

"You can rest assured that I will never take over the position of Mrs.Hopkins for long.After I give birth to the child, I will make it clear to grandpa that I will be happy to see you and Miss Jones together.I hope that you will be together openly as soon as possible."

Christina felt that she spoke very fluently.

She even expressed her heartfelt blessing.But why did the man look cold and aggressive?

"Christina, you dislike me!"

He clearly saw the excitement and joy in the woman's eyes.

She seemed to be very happy that he was with Cecilia.

"How dare I?" Christina refused to admit it.

"Seriously?" Patrick approached the bed aggressively and pressed her down.

He stared at her face.

"Christina, you dare to do anything.You jumped down from the tree and pressed me down.You did something wrong but you shifted the blame on me."

He knew that the woman was too bold.

Christina looked at his face and felt guilty when she heard his accusations.

She admitted that she had bullied some people, but...

"Let me go.Grandpa said that in the first three months..."

The two bodies were so close together that her cheeks reddened and she struggled to push him away.

She even had learned to deal with him using grandpa.

"Then three months later, we'll do it!" Patrick let go of her and glared at her.

"Who wants to do that with you.." Christina was embarrassed.

"If you move again, we'll try something else!"

She was very quiet on the bed.

Her body tensed up and she did not dare to move.

And the man on her left seemed to be very satisfied with her as a pillow.

He buried his head in her neck. It seemed that they had been husband and wife for a long time.

Before turning off the lights, Patrick shamelessly praised, "Christina, your body is very soft.Mmm, it smells good..."

‘‘Damn it!’' Christina cursed in her heart.

Why was this tyrant Patrick not interested in my proposal? She didn't understand why every time she saw Cecilia's face, she felt uncomfortable.

‘‘I don't want to be anyone's substitute”