Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 322 

Looking at him, Christina breathed rapidly and wanted to ask him something.However, he suddenly restrained all his anger.

As if it was just an illusion.

Patrick let go of her and turned to the bathroom.

Christina's heart skipped a beat and she immediately followed him.

She reached out and grabbed his wrist anxiously, trying to follow it on.

"You just said..."

"Scum."

Patrick didn't answer her question.

Facing the mirror, he met her eyes with a serious expression.

"I don't feel comfortable."

Christina felt like he was fooling with her.She yelled at him anxiously.

"I was asking you what you just said..."

"Shave for me and I'll tell you." He was calm.

Christina did not understand what was going on with him.

Just now, he was clearly furious.

Suddenly, he pretended that nothing had happened.

She became serious and looked deeply into his deep eyes, which were as dark as an abyss, incomprehensible.

"I don't have a razor: In the end, she shouted in frustration.

"I have one upstairs."

He took out a key from his pocket, put it on her palm, and said in a brisk tone, "Go get it now.Christina, remember to go back."

He didn't forget to remind her.

Holding the key to Apartment 502, Christina saw him rest by the bed with his eyes closed.He was handsome.He seemed leisurely as if he was waiting for her to serve him.He did not live in the huge Morning Hillside Villa, ignoring many servants, and insisted on living upstairs to annoy her.

"I don't understand.Why do you have to live in this small apartment?" This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

She turned around angrily.

"It's all because you chose this stupid place"

The voice behind her had become even more hoarse because of illness, sounded annoyed, as if Patrick disliked it.Christina was upset and she didn't hear what he was saying angrily.She slammed the door close and went upstairs to Apartment 502 to find a razor.

Just as she slammed the door, Patrick stood up and his face became much colder.

He walked to the counter, picked up the box of antipyretic, took two pills, threw them into his mouth, and swallowed them.

Patrick hated medicine.

In the past week, he kept changing planes.

He worked overtime, stayed up late and was tired.

The first thing he wanted to do when he returned home was to look for her.

This strong feeling of concern and yearning was strange, and the more he wanted it, the more uneasy he became.

He walked around this small apartment filled with her breath and he was bored.

So he casually opened the drawers, and the wardrobe, rummaging through her things, as if it was fun.Maybe he was sick.He shouldn't have said that to her.

Christina quickly found his razor from Apartment 502 upstairs.Her mind was occupied with what he had said.She rushed back to question him immediately.

But as soon as she entered, she saw the man rummaging through her closet.She was surprised and then became angry, "Hey, why did you throw that coat into the trash can?"

Patrick looked unhappy and turned to look at her.

He replied coldly, "I don't like it"

He was not ashamed.

Christina quickly ran over to pick up the black men's coat from the trash can.

The corner of it was wrinkled.

"If you don't like it, just leave.This is my house.Don't touch my things!"

She didn't play nice with him, and she tidied up the coat and hung it back in the closet.

This was Derek's coat which was wet when he came to her house last time.

"Throw it away, or you can't live here."

Patrick hated the man's coat and his tone was cold and firm.

"I just want to keep it!" Christina was fed up with his arrogance.

He always threatened others.

"That's good.In this way, we don't have to live in this stupid apartmen."

"What do you want, Patrick? You're really self-righteous and annoying."

He became angrier when he found her cherish this coat.He said in a strange tone, "You're tired of being with me.Do you know what Eric has been up to recently? Derek is not a good person"I know Derek well."

"Patrick, you're so unpredictable.Not everyone has to tolerate your temper.I can live well without you"

Christina scolded him angrily, he suddenly fell silent.

Patrick gazed at which frightened her.He looked into her eyes and stared at her.

For a moment, Christina felt guilty and regretted saying, "I can live well without you."

She looked at him stubbornly but her mind was in turmoil.

The phone rang suddenly rang and broke the silence between them.

Christina came to her senses and lowered her head with a complicated expression.She compressed her lips and wanted to say something to him.

But in the end, she didn't say anything.She walked to the bedside table, picked up her phone, and mechanically answered it.

It was a strange voice on the other end.

Christina didn't ask who was that.She held the phone, listening.Her expression became complicated and gloomy.

"I'll go right now!"

She suddenly replied anxiously.

When she turned around and bumped into something.

Standing in front of her, Patrick looked down at her expression.

"Where are you going?" His voice became cold and deep.

"Who called you? Aunt Eisenhower, Crystal, or Charles? You will ignore me totally with one call from any of these outsiders."

"Patrick, what nonsense are you talking about?" She thought that he lost his temper for no reason.

"I'm talking nonsense? Don't you always get tangled up with Derek or Charles? Christina, have you ever thought about who I am in your mind?" He stared at her with burning anger in his eyes.

Christina had never thought that he would be out of control and become unreasonable.

Maybe a man like him had too much in his mind and had a vision.She didn't understand him nor his angry shouting.

He seemed uneasy.

Aunt Eisenhower and Crystal had said before that she didn't understand love.She didn't understand Patric's uneasiness.

Now she didn't want to know what love was.She just wanted an answer.She remembered the man's voice on the other end.She met him in the park that day.

He said he got a black USB drive from Barbara's house.He said he was downstairs at the gate of her neighborhood and wanted her to go down immediately.

"This USB drive is popular.If you dare to come alone, I will give it to you.However, my dear sister, I am very curious whom you choose, Derek or Patrick."