My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 103

After returning to the hotel, Christina was on tenterhooks.

She felt something was wrong.

Why did grandpa suddenly become unconcerned? And Charles's expression was also strange...

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Someone knocked on the door, so she rushed forward to open the door. Looking at the man in front of her, who had a complicated expression, she said, "Charles, what did grandpa tell you?"

"Pack up and fly back to A City in an hour."

He did not answer her, but ordered in a deep voice.

"Fly back to A City in an hour?"

Raising her head, she looked at him at the door. She lowered her eyes and thought for a while. Then she bit her lips and asked, "Why?"

"Grandpa asked you to arrange for me to leave Seattle?"

His expression changed slightly and he turned his head away, not wanting to meet her gaze.

He reminded her in a cold voice, "In short, you should prepare as soon as possible. If you are hungry, you could eat on the plane. Time is up. Hurry up..."

"Did something happen to Patrick?" She stepped forward immediately and interrupted him.

"Charles, what exactly did grandpa tell you? It must have something to do with Patrick, right?" She kept asking with clear eyes.

"Nothing," he didn't want to tell him.

"Charles, I know I got him into trouble. He protected me, so he was seriously injured..."

"It has nothing to do with this accident!"

Looking at her guilty expression, for some reason, he retorted irritably.

Hearing this, she was even more confused, "What exactly is that..."

"We're not sure yet..." He paused and then muttered in a deep tone, "Patrick has been hiding from us all these years." He said softly.

How to deal with this...

"Patrick is not in danger at the moment. You are not needed here. You pack up and leave immediately." Charles didn't give her a chance to speak, turned around, and left.

"You're not needed here."

Standing at the door, she watched him stride away.

Perhaps Charles and Judy thought that she was not a doctor and she could do nothing to help, so she was not needed here.

But when Christina heard it, she felt pained.

Because she couldn't do anything... She lowered her head, and her eyes filled with inferiority and guilt, "I can't help him."

She turned back to the suite and gently closed the door.

She was the only one in the spacious and luxurious suite.

Grandpa and the others thought she was a hindrance, so they wanted her to leave.

"... But I don't want to leave. I want to see him."

She packed her luggage on the bed with unwillingness. When a gust of wind blew through the window, the light blue silk curtains were flickered. Inexplicably, she thought of the bedroom in Hopkins Family.

She liked to sleep with the window open. But in the middle of the night, the night dew was heavy and the night wind was chilly, but she didn't want to get up to close the window, so she hugged the quilt and shrank back.

But every time she woke up, the window was closed.

Even if Patrick didn't tell her, she knew that he would always go to her bedroom at night, do a simple thing. That was closing the window for her.

She didn't know why he did this, maybe for the health of the baby in her belly...

However, nobody could ignore such a simple thing, which had been persevering.