My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 110

"What are you thinking about?"

Patrick watched her putting the takeaway on the shelf in front of the bed and then sitting down staring blankly. She looked confused and unhappy.

It was true that Christina had something in mind. Hearing his voice, she looked up.

Patrick stopped her before she could speak, frowning. "You don't need to know much about the company."

He thought that she was sulking because he had told her to leave a moment ago.

"All right."

She answered stiffly; lowered her head down. Complicated emotions filled her eyes.

Staring at her side face, he could tell that she was preoccupied. He tried to comfort her. His voice was deep. "There are enough professional assistants around me. I don't need you to be one of them. You're my..." My wife.

There were some things that he wanted to explain but didn't know how to.

Something tinkled.

Christina didn't catch his last few words. It was her phone in her coat pocket.

A new message on WhatsApp: "Christina, are you ok? I saw the news. Did you get into a car accident? Please answer me when you are free. I'm worried about you."

It was from Crystal.

"We're returning home tomorrow, right?" Christina looked up and asked him.

Patrick raised his eyebrows slightly, wondering if she had met someone recently.

He glanced suspiciously at the screen of her cell phone but managed to hide that emotion from her. "Yes," he answered softly.

Christina didn't have any other thoughts. She replied quickly on the phone. "We're fine. We'll be back tomorrow. Don't worry."

"Crystal saw the news and sent me a message. She seemed to have come across her brother again when she left the villa. She was so drunk, but the scum would just not let her go..."

Christina chatted with him and was obviously a little enraged. "If Simon bullies her again, I must teach him a lesson!"

"She's settled. There's no need to keep worrying." The man on the bed, whose lunch was nearly untouched, replied in a bad mood.

"How do you know that?"

Patrick did not answer. He was never interested in other people's business.

Unlike him, Christina was vivacious. She was playing with her phone at first, but soon remembered some other trifles and handed her phone to him immediately.

"Patrick, can you check this for me? Is this Barbara's account? She added me yesterday"

He replied with three words, "I don't know."

Christina didn't believe it. "You must know it. You two are close..."

She changed her mind after a second. Christina raised an eyebrow. "I got it. You don't have a WhatsApp account, do you?"

"That's fine, Patrick, I'll apply for a new account for you. We chat in the group all the time. You can also see what others are doing on this platform, which will be a great help to develop a better friendship with your clients."

Develop a friendship with clients? Patrick was a little bit wordless. He would in no way develop a friendship with those old men.

But he didn't refuse either.

Christina took the black phone and got him a new account in minutes.

She hesitated while choosing the name of the new account.

"How about Ice?" She asked him cautiously.

"What?"

Christina found his question difficult to answer, so she decided to fool him over. "Well, you need a new name for your new account and I'm thinking about something like South Pole Ice, you know, it sounds closer to the people..."