My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 126

They slept until 6 pm.

A maid knocking on the door woke them up.

"Yeah." Christina heard the voice and answered vaguely.

Nanny Faang had made dinner. Today Old Master Mr. Hopkins and the other would return home. They had to go to the Main Residence for dinner.

"Patrick, get up."

She was surprised that he slept so soundly but he was in high spirits this morning.

She shook him, then noticed that his body temperature was high, and she immediately got up nervously. "Patrick, are you having a high fever?" She pressed her hand against his forehead, and her voice became irritable.

The man quickly opened his eyes. "I'm fine."

His voice was a little hoarse.

He took her hand away, sat up, and tried to get out of bed.

"You seem to easily have a very high fever these days." Christina crawled to him and wrapped her arms around his waist.

He might have just woken up, and his expression was a little stunned when she rested her hands around his waist.

He turned to look at her worried expression suspiciously. He reached out his palm and patted her on the head. "You made me angry and that's why I have a fever now." He seemed to tease her on purpose.

But Christina didn't find it funny at all. Instead, she thought that he deliberately changed the subject.

"Patrick, I'm telling you, you have to see a doctor to take medicine when you're sick. Don't let people tell you about the common sense of life all day. It was the same last time. You worked overtime when you had a high fever..."

He had gotten out of bed, tidied up his clothes, listening to the woman nagging.

He walked up to her and went out of the bedroom with her in his arms. "Christina, it's not easy for you to finally learn to care about your husband."

Christina was so angry that she wanted to kick him.

They got to the dining room of the Main Residence. Old Master Mr. Hopkins and Judy had sat down. Barbara was here. She looked up and smiled at them. On the other side, Brianna seemed timid and sat straight.

There was not much emotion on Patrick's face. After they sat down, the housekeeper on the side immediately motioned for the maid to serve.

"Miss Parker, I'm so sorry." When Nanny Faang served soup, the chronic disease of her right hand relapsed and her hand trembled, so the soup was spilled out.

"It's okay." Barbara didn't care. Instead, she stood up and took the spoon from Nanny Faang's hand. "Let me do it. I'm not an outsider." She smiled amiably.

"Grandpa, eat more." Barbara personally ladled a bowl of Ginseng Soup for the old man.

Old Master Mr. Hopkins grunted softly, looking worried, without appetite.

Judy, on the other hand, was obviously very friendly with Barbara. She was very happy to take the Ginseng Soup from Barbara and casually asked, "As you are transferred back to A City to work, have you made arrangements for your house?"

"Barbara, you transferred back to A City from Seattle?" The old man suddenly looked up, as if he was concerned about this matter.

The other maids came over to serve the soup. Barbara sat down calmly and began to eat. Looking at the old man, she replied, "Yes, the work has been handed over. If there is no accident, I should have been developing my career at home."

Judy's smile grew brighter hearing this. "It's good to stay at home. After all, you had to look after Derek in the first place."

"Don't talk about business while eating."