Spoil My Errant Wife (Patrick and Christina)

It was Lantern Festival today.

After breakfast with grandpa, Christina returned to the villa and sat on the sofa of the living room, looking a little depressed.

"So today is Patrick's birthday..."

Yesterday, they went to attend a class.

At that time, she noticed that Patrick had some complicated feelings about Lantern Festival and he didn't want to mention it.

'He didn't want me to know his birthday. Was he afraid that I would bother him?'

Ever since she met Cecilia yesterday, she had been depressed.

Cecilia deliberately mentioned the tie he left overnight to provoke her.

But Christina knew she wasn't qualified to compete with Cecilia.

"Christina."

Suddenly a bantering voice came from outside the door.

She looked up at the door and was surprised.

"Charles, what are you doing here? Patrick isn't home. He's probably back in the company."

"On this special day, Patrick wouldn't go back to the company..."

Charles said with certainty.

Halfway through, he stared at the living room table with wide eyes.

"Christina, this is the birthday cake you bought?"

He sounded frightened.

Christina looked down at the birthday cake on the table and sighed.

Charles frowned and sat down across from her, he asked seriously.

"Christina, do you know today is Patrick's birthday?"

"Yes." She replied sullenly.

In fact, she only overheard the housekeeper talking about Patrick's birthday this morning, so she picked up her phone and ordered a cake.

But when she came back with a cake in her hand, the housekeeper and the Hopkins Family maids all looked terrible.

"Hey, Charles, do you know why..."

She asked curiously, pointing at the birthday cake on the table.

"Hopkins Family never celebrates Lantern Festival,"

Charles said in a deep voice, raising his eyebrows and looking at her.

Christina looked a little surprised.

"Patrick doesn't like people celebrating his birthday. You'd better not let him see this birthday cake.I advise you to throw it away." Charles remembered that six years ago, their friends celebrated Patrick's birthday for him and...it was a disaster.

"Okay;"

Christina answered in a low voice, and she didn't ask much, because Patrick didn't want her to know too much.

With her head down, she carried a cake and walked to the bedroom on the second floor. She decided to go back to her room to eat it!

"Christina, do you know why Patrick hates women so much?"

Charles looked at her fragile back and suddenly shouted, "He doesn't hate your cake, he hates..."

"Hate who?"

Christina turned around abruptly and looked at Charles. Charles looked embarrassed and didn't dare to say the rest.

"Every year on his birthday, Patrick doesn't go back to the company. He might be at a club or a bar.Christina, do you want to go and find him?"

In the end, he only wanted to tease her.

"Okay." Christina agreed.

Seeing that Christina actually agreed, he asked casually, "Christina, are you very concerned about Patrick?"

He got close to her and gossipped.

Christina looked a little embarrassed and immediately denied it.

"No! I'll go upstairs and change my clothes..."

She quickly slipped upstairs.

Coming downstairs, Christina was wearing a light pink Korean coat, white tights.

Her long hair was tied up in a ball.

She wore light makeup and she looked young and beautiful with delicate features.

However, she was still wearing a scarf around her neck...

"Christina, you don't have to dress like a mummy.' The two walked out the door side by side.

Seeing that she dressed so much, Charles complained.

"I Have to.I'll get scolded if I catch a cold"

Christina took out her cell phone from her pocket and dialed a familiar number.

Charles looked at the number she pressed and teased, "you're going to apply to Patrick when you go out?"

"Yes, he said I had to call him before going out."

Christina nodded solemnly.

Charles was surprised as Patrick had always been indifferent to anything...

No one answered Christina's call.

Suddenly, she became vigilant and looked at Charles.

"If he scolds me, I'll say you're the one who's taking me out"

"Christina, come on."

Charles shoved her into the car with a darkened face and regretted bringing her out.

The car drove smoothly and stopped at the Fire Club in the busiest ninth lane east of A City about 30 minutes later.

Charles led her through the VIP passageway.

It was the first time that Christina entered a high-class bar.

Looking at the luxurious decoration, she felt that she was a bumpkin.

"It's very lively here."

In the middle of the open lobby on the second floor, there was a huge triangular bath with a light blue mist.

Those long-legged beauties were sitting by the pool, and there was a faint sound of men and women laughing in the mist...

Christina looked around curiously.

"It's even more lively in the night," said Charles, a frequent guest of honor here.

He smiled at her meaningfully.

"Christina, the bar is your husband's..."

Christina's eyes widened slightly.

No wonder he was so rich! Charles teased her when he saw how surprised she was.

"All the women here want to climb into your husband's bed. Christina, be smart. Don't be angry with him all the time. Women should learn to be obedient and occasionally act coquettishly to be liked...'

"I can't.' Christina ignored him with a stiffened face.

Charles knew what she was like and threatened her.

"You're done, Christina. After you give birth to the child, you'll be kicked out of Hopkins Family."

"I don't need it. I'll get out myself" She said seriously.

Charles noticed that she was clearly a little angry.

'Does she care about Patrick?" Just as he was about to coax her into talking about Patrick, the door of the VIP elevator stopped on the 12th floor.

Two guests came in and a man immediately smiled pleasantly at Charles.

"Mr.Shepherd, it's been a long time."

"Mr.Shepherd, is this your new girlfriend? She's so pretty... She looks familiar:"

Another man looked straight at Christina.

"This is Patrick's wife.' Charles didn't grin but said with a cold face.

"We drank too much. We're terribly sorry..."

The people in the business circle were very slick and sly.

They immediately apologized respectfully.

One of them seemed to have something important to say to Charles.

Christina heard them talk about shares and investments.

When the elevator reached the 22nd floor, Charles walked out of the elevator with a serious face.

"Christina, go to the top floor with the waiters.I have something to talk to them about. I'll be up soon."

Charles called a waitress to take her up to the top floor.

Christina nodded at him, not bothering him when she saw that he was busy.

"Don't run around!"

Before the elevator door was closed, Charles said.

Fire Club was actually the biggest nightclub in the city.

This was a paradise for the rich and celebrities.

Fire Club was noisy and messy, but the status on the top floor was completely different.

It was comfortable and quiet, and not everyone could get in.

Christina was very calm, standing in the elevator and watching the number of floors up.

Suddenly, just as the elevator on the 35th floor opened, she rushed out.

"Miss Dickens.' The waitress behind her called out to her in embarrassment.

"I'll go upstairs myself in a while. Don't worry about me."

Christina was in a hurry, seeming to be attracted by something.

Soon she disappeared at the end of the turn.

That woman just now...

Christina leaned over and stood in front of the luxurious private room.

She quietly turned the door with her right hand and looked in stealthily...

She seemed to have just seen Cecilia... It was her! They seemed to be having a party.

Besides Cecilia, there were a few other popular movie stars present.

They drank together happily.

"Today, we invited Cecilia over to have fun. How can we ignore the main character..."

"Cheers, Cecilia. After you spoke to Director Lee last week, he immediately removed Julia. Every time I think of her angry face, I can't help laughing."

Christina saw Cecilia sitting in the middle of the sofa with her legs crossed.

She held a cigarette in her right hand, looking cold and arrogant.

The rest of the people kept flattering her. Cecilia looked arrogant.

"It's nothing." She said coldly, then puffed out a cigarette.

"I can't believe that Patrick actually likes this kind of woman."

Christina shrank back and muttered to herself.

How many women in the entertainment circle were innocent? They just pretended to be innocent.

Christina knew that her stepmother, Connie, was also good at playing the role of victims in front of her father.

"Why am I eavesdropping here?" Christina admitted that she was a little jealous.

Patrick was always cold to her.

Christina was curious why Miss Jones was so charming.

When she went back to the top floor, she looked sullen and was about to close the door and leave when she suddenly heard some moans coming from inside.

Christina glanced out of curiosity and was startled.

The two men and women were kissing and stroking against the wall, and the next second they took off their clothes.

"Ceci, do you like it?"

And on the other side of the sofa, a handsome man was gently rubbing her shoulder to massage her.

His hand kept sliding down, while Cecilia did not resist, but enjoyed.

"This drug is really...really strong.I like it."

Cecilia suddenly turned around and pressed the man down, acting with some eagerness.

Christina opened her eyes wide and could not believe that she was looking at.

"They're taking drugs here..."

"Who's there?"

At this moment, someone inside shouted at the door.

The sound alerted the people in the private room.

They were all public figures, and these things must not be spread...

Christina was stunned. She watched the two strong men inside run over angrily.

Their faces were ferocious and they didn't even wear anything above the waist. With a bang, they flung the door open...