Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 87: Who Is Sleeping Beauty? 

Around 9 pm, Christina returned to the bedroom, holding her phone in hand.

She opened the door and found Patrick had woken up.

However, he seemed a little weird.

"Are you hungry? Want to get a bite to eat? Nanny Faang made some porridge..." Christina asked in a low voice as she stood at the door with a slight primness.

"Yes." Patrick did not say much.

He gave a light "yes" then stood up and walked out. The door was closed.

She went to the cloakroom to get a pair of pajamas and went straight to the bathroom to bathe.

She couldn't help but complain, "Men are so complicated."

A bowl of porridge had refreshed him.

He was going to get the documents in the bedroom and then go to the study...

A splash was audible from the bathroom.

She was taking a bath while humming a tune.

"She is in a good mood?"

He walked to the tea table, picking up the documents.

When he turned around, he couldn't help but look at the bathroom.

As far as he knew, Christina liked to sing while bathing when she felt good.

What kind of people did she hang out with recently? Ding ding...

The phone on the table suddenly vibrated, and the latest WhatsApp message flashed on the screen.

[Christina...] Patrick frowned.

He had never interfered with Christina's affairs, but who called her that? He stared at the flickering screen hesitantly, and it seemed that the woman in the bathroom wouldn't come out of the bathtub so quickly.

If he wanted to know, he would get someone to check, but not through her phone.

Patrick felt kind of ridiculous for some reason.

He always had principles.

Holding the documents, he walked away.

Ding ding...

[ Tina, I'm not feeling well...]

Well, if he cared about her, he would not bother himself with principles, and he couldn't help but glance back at her phone screen.

"Who's Sleeping Beauty?" He murmured.

At this moment, the bathroom door was opened and Christina came out in a white nightgown.

She just wanted to get the lotion into the bathroom, but her eyes met his.

"What..What's wrong?"

She didn't understand why he was standing here Patrick looked straight at her, lowered his eyes, and contemplated for a moment.

Without answering her, he turned around and walked away.

"Have your hair dried.”

He left those words in a low tone and closed the door.

Christina was in a daze, her waist-length hair still dripping wet.

Perhaps it was because of Patrick's words, she walked out before drying her hair completely in the bathroom.

He worked in the study as usual.

However, Christina still felt that he was strange.

She could not stay up all night, for she was pregnant.

No sooner had her head touched the pillow than she fell asleep, not knowing when Patrick returned.

It seemed that at the midnight someone raised her hair to check if it had been dried.

When she woke up at seven in the morning, she was surprised that the man beside her didn't wake up.

Usually, he got up at five in the morning.

"Good morning."

Their faces were very close, and the man suddenly opened his eyes.

Christina's heart beat a little faster, and she immediately greeted him, then quickly got up.

"Morning.'’ He answered softly and got up.

Although Patrick never said much at all, he was obviously much quieter these days.

What was wrong with him? She wanted to ask but didn't know how to begin.

After washing up absent-mindedly, they had breakfast downstairs simply and walked to the Main Residence.

"Grandpa worried about you yesterday."

They walked side by side.

Christina felt that the corridor was so long, and the moment was so awkwardly quiet.

She said, improvising.

Patrick turned his head and look at her without a word.

Suddenly, the phone in her pocket rang.

Pig Is Rising, "Christina, are you up? Are you busy in bed with your husband?"

Feeling bored, she took out her cell phone and checked Crystal's messages.

Before Christina could reply, there were several new messages coming again.

Pig Is Rising, "Christina, my immediate superior sent me to C City on a business trip today.Want any souvenirs? I decided to stay at the best hotel and eat until I was full.That baldy has been torturing me all day..."

Christina looked at the messages.

Crystal kept complaining about her boss and said that the work world was like the battlefield.

She was envious that Christina didn't have to work.

"I'd rather go to work..."

Christina felt that it was the dumbest thing for women to have no income.

"Who is it?"

Seeing she stared intently at her phone, Patrick narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

He suddenly spoke, making Christina stunned.

She immediately put down her phone and replied, "My friend"

"Oh." He said in a deep voice.

He seemed to be not satisfied with her answer, so she quickly added, "Crystal, she's my high school classmate."

"By the way, she works at IP&G Group's headquarters." Patrick raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Crystal."

Of course, an ordinary employee couldn't ring a bell with him.

But...

"The girl who used to sign in for you in high school?" He said inexplicably.

Christina was stunned and stopped.

"How do you know…’’

How did he know that Crystal used to do that for her? He would not look into such a trifling matter, would he? Patrick gazed at her with his deep eyes.

He did not speak again and strode on.

As the sunshine fell, Christina stood still and looked after him.

At that moment, she felt that his back was a little familiar as if she had seen it before.

The phone on her right hand was still ringing...Pig Is Rising, "Christina, when do you introduce your husband to me? By the way, tell him I'm your best friend and ask him to treat me to dinner”

Christina sat on the ground, smiled, and replied, "You may have met him already”

Pig Is Rising, "I know him?"

Invincible Tina, "He's at the same company as you."

Crystal immediately got excited.

"He also works at IP&G Group's headquarters.Which department?"

Invincible Tina, "Your...big, big boss."

Christina was about to tease her when she noticed some new messages received last night.She was surprised. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

"Sleeping Beauty?"

He sent her two short and strange messages around 10 pm last night.

[Tina]

[ Tina, I'm not feeling well...]

"Do I know him well?"

It was weird for a stranger to say that...like a complaint or coquetry? Christina quickly typed a few words with her fingers.

"Hello, are you my old classmate?"

Sleeping beauty, "Yes."

He answered almost in a second.

Christina was a little amazed.

Either he opened the WhatsApp just in time or just kept waiting.

This was the first time that Christina talked to this man.

She remembered that he was the first one who responded immediately after she posted photos on her Moments, which made her a little curious.

Invincible Tina, "Who are you? What's your name? I'm sorry I forgot.”

She asked very frankly and directly, feeling nothing wrong.

But after the man looked at her message, he couldn't help but squeeze the phone tightly.

He sat on a chair by the window, and the sunshine fell on his handsome pale face.

Suddenly, his brows furrowed and his right hand gripped the handle, suppressing the pain of his body.

He had endured pain for so many years in America and thought he was used to it, but now...

"Tina, you really forgot me." He had sapphire eyes, but now they were empty and cold.