Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 316 

Chandler couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.He felt bored and started looking at other people's updates on Facebook.

Chandler was surprised to find a new update which he didn't know.

Chandler could probably guess that it was Geoffrey's prank and began to reflect on whether he spoiled his son too much when most boys were strictly educated.

Chandler read this message posted by his son, "A happy day for us." and had to admit only a pupil can write the sentence.

Then six photos and a 10-second video were attached.

Chandler, lying on his side on the bed, seriously read other people's updates on Facebook.

Obviously, Charles and his son went to Christina's house to eat and took these photos tonight.

However, photos and videos taken by Geoffrey all included Crystal.

For example, Geoffrey and Crystal were cooking in the small kitchen, and they were sitting together waiting to have dinner.

When Crystal gave them a spoonful of soup, Geoffrey smiled happily.

After seeing these pictures, Chandler couldn't remember what he had eaten tonight.

"Brat" Chandler said.

Chandler knew that his son had deliberately shown these pictures to him and made him jealous.Chandler used his slender fingers to find Crystal's Facebook and checked her updates.He pondered for a moment.

"She's not angry"

Like other girls, Crystal posted daily on Facebook, including every interesting and happy thing she saw.

Chandler guessed she should be fine after he scolded her that day.

Chandler thought for a moment and suddenly smiled.

"She is so simple and cute He turned off his phone and went to sleep.In fact, Crystal was in a bad mood.She tossed and turned in bed in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep.She began to think if something was wrong with her and wondered why she had fallen in love with a man who had a son.She never thought of being a stepmother.

"I'm Not very ugly either.Are all the men blind?"

Crystal rolled around with the quilt in her arms and sighed.

Crystal spent her days with a beautiful woman like Christina and therefore felt that she was mediocre looking Recently, Crystal had another thing to worry about.

After her snobbish and greedy mother had arranged a blind date for her on Christmas Day, she didn't go and therefore had been bothered with blind dates for the past few days.

Crystal felt bad because she had no money, no boyfriend, only poor relatives.

By the way, Crysta hadn't even found a job yet.

"Why is my life so miserable? I didn't do anything immoral."

Crystal ruffled her short, fluffy hair, buried her head in the quilt, and went to sleep.

Grown-ups spent long nights worrying about something.

For these people, it was often difficult to sleep peacefully and comfortably.

Christina had insomnia recently.

After Charles brought Geoffrey to her house for dinner that day, Christina felt her apartment had been quiet and cold and she hated the silence sometimes.

And Christina found that the one upstairs seemed to have not come back for a long time.

Now that she got up every morning, she was used to looking at her Facebook subconsciously.Patrick hadn't asked her to buy breakfast for many days and didn't play basketball these days.

"Go upstairs and find him." She decided not to go to find him though she wanted to see him.

She didn't think she could reach out to him.

That was too stupid.

Then it was the weekly shooting practice at the club.

This time, Christina arrived early without the American coach's urging.

After she finished today's shooting practice, the coach packed his things and chatted with her in unfamiliar Chinese.

"Miss Dickens, You seem distracted.What are you thinking about?" The coach asked.

"How can I be absent-minded?" Christina answered.

Christina was very awkward.She raised the gun in her hand and aimed at the distance.

With a bang, the coach beside her laughed heartily.

"You won't need to come over soon" The coach said.

"What do you mean?"

She suddenly became vigilant.

The coach looked at her stubborn expression and smiled.

"What's wrong? When I asked you to come here before, you were reluctant.Now you've got a pretty good shot now and are unwilling to leave here.Are you Chinese women so reserved and shy?"

Christina was expressionless and did not agree with him.

She looked at the seemingly honest coach and hesitated for a long time before she asked, "Where's Patrick?" Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"Has he been abroad recently?" She added.

The coach opened his eyes wide as if he were surprised that she suddenly asked about his big boss.

Seeing that she was a little abnormal today, he smilingly asked jokingly, "Do you care about him?"

"Who cares about him?"

Christina was annoyed.

"He doesn't need to care.He doesn't need my care"

Christina replied because she thought too many people lined up to serve him.

"I just want to say that I'm not a puppet.I have my own ideas." Christina said.

"He appears whenever he wants, disappears whenever he wants.He never tells me anything and regards me like a doll.Tell him, everything I'm doing right now is not for him.I just want to know that I care about!"

Christina was angry and left after venting her anger.

As the coach stood there and watched her leave angrily, he sighed, "Miss Dickens doesn't look as obedient as a chinese woman.It is not easy to deal with her"

After leaving the club without dinner, Christina suddenly felt a sense of despair.

Anyway, she was very upset.

At the beginning of the night, she bought a dozen of beers and a large bag of peanuts in a convenience store.

Holding her wine, she walked to a small park opposite and sat on an empty bench to gulp down beers.

Christmas was over and new year's day was approaching.

The weather is getting colder and colder at night.

Besides, winter in A City was bone- chilling cold.she hiccupped after drinking when her beautiful face turned red.

"Are you drinking alone here?" Someone asked.

Aman came under a dim street lamp and asked in Chinese with difficultly.

Christina did not recognize the man for a moment.

"Are you in trouble? Maybe I can help you." The man asked.

She looked up but could not see his face clearly when facing the light.She knew that he was a man, and his voice was a little playful.

"Get out !" She angrily said.

Christina was in a bad mood and was very tired of meeting too many men.

"Honey, you shouldn't be so vulgar."

The man answered in a cold and sarcastic way.

The man stared at Christina from her face to her whole body and seemed curious about her.

Christina didn't care who he was and grabbed an empty bottle and threw it at him.

"I told you to go away.Stay away from me!"

Knock - The empty bottle was nimbly dodged by the man.

Under the dim yellow light, he walked away, leaving the cold voice echoing in the empty street.

"Your man is coming back soon.Aren't you going to ask him about it?"

When Christina felt the man's words were too strange and suddenly looked up again, he had already gone far.

The cold winter wind sobered her up a little.

She frowned and threw the empty bottles into the trash can.

Then she went back by taxi.

Instead of going back to her apartment, she went upstairs to room 502.

Then she slammed the door.

"Patrick!"

"Patrick, open the door!"

"I have something to ask you.I must ask you clearly today.Open the door for me!!"

Bang, bang, bang - Though Christina was slightly drunk and shouted angrily at the door for a long time, no one responded.