My billionaire husband spoils me too much

"Bo... Boss."

Patrick's energy field was too great. Crystal looked at the man suddenly appearing outside the door in shock and stammered. "Christina, pack up and go back."

Christina froze at the door and was gazed at by the man. She lowered her head awkwardly.

"How long do you want to stay here?"

It was rare for the man to be patient. However, his attitude was ambiguous.

"Actually, she's been staring at her phone, waiting for you to come and pick her up..." Crystal said without hesitation.

Patrick's once grim face showed slight surprise and he turned to look at Crystal.

"Oh?" His deep voice was filled with curiosity.

Crystal felt that she was valued by the boss, and immediately straightened her back and prepared to report everything...

"I'll go in to pack up."

Christina said quickly in an embarrassed look. She grabbed Crystal's back collar and dragged her in.

"Crystal, if you dare say more, I'll get you for that!"

Christina lowered her voice and glared at Crystal.

"You should be happy that he came to pick you up in person. Christina, don't be so stubborn. You had a nightmare last night and you were still saying his name..."

"Aww!"

Before she could finish her words smugly, the little fat on her waist was pinched by Christina, so she immediately screamed out.

"For couples, harmony is the most important thing..."

Crystal stood in front of her home and finally sent away these two tough guys.

Christina and Patrick walked side by side with their faces tense and sights separated, as if they did not know what to say.

They hadn't met each other for a week...

around stopped curiously to observe them. It was probably because of

"Be careful."

out

little stunned and

basketball flew through them and

"Walk carefully."

familiar low voice sounded a little hoarse and

answer, but her cheeks

she was held by

people looked at them. It might be out of shyness or anything else... She did

parked just outside. It was a newly custom-made bright black Ferrari,

driver with him today. Christina saw him open the door and get

right shoulder..." Her

it would take at least another month for his right scapula to recover

she was trying to say and looked out the window at her. "I can also drive with one

like he

of hesitation. In fact, this man was not cold every day, and he would also

you still

sat directly in the passenger seat. Although Patrick looked straight ahead, the glimpse of her closing the car door inexplicably made him a

fracture be numb when you apply medicine to it?" She was a little anxious and

made his skin numb, and he was thinking of not taking the medicine at all. She had not been at home for a week to keep an eye on him, so it

"It's recovered."

Patrick replied casually.

always cared little about

it was because of him,

you need those drugs. It takes time and patience for

steadily at a red

seat, with his eager eyes. "How long do

bad for me, your husband, to endure like

whether she had misunderstood his words, she was

looked at her blushing cheeks, half-lowered head, and her trying to hide her shyness.

looked away, he caught a glimpse of a familiar electronic device in the printed

you get this?" Suddenly, Patrick became

guilty and panicked and she leaned

that he was already holding it in his left