My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 149

Christina was stunned for a moment. She turned to look at the man beside her and asked, "It is hung up?"

She became a little worried after saying it.

Christina pursed her lips and muttered in a sardonic tone, "Patrick, what did you say to my aunt? Why did she hang up..."

The man next to her got his face darkened.

He unhappily put the phone back to her and snorted coldly, "I don't know."

Christina took her phone and looked at the turned-off screen.

She sighed. "Did you say something that scared her..."

Patrick's face darkened and he felt even irritated.

However, he didn't want to argue with her. He turned to look at the car window and saw the driver rushing over.

The car was driving at a normal speed when suddenly a black van ran across the road. Their car suddenly stopped and Christina's phone fell off.

Betty, who was on the other end of the phone, perceived something to be wrong and asked her with concern.

Christina bent over to pick up the phone, but Patrick had picked it up. Before she could answer, Betty heard Patrick's voice and asked, "Who is it?"

"I'm Christina's husband."

Patrick just said that.

Then the phone was hung up.

Patrick himself felt baffled.

On the other end of the phone, Betty seemed to be shocked after clearly hearing Patrick's voice.

"Sit back down."

Patrick pushed Christina back into her seat and fastened her seat belt with a cold face.

He looked up at the driver and signaled him to continue driving back.

As for the strange behavior of Christina's aunt, he did not take it seriously. Perhaps, it was like Christina's analysis. There were many people in the business circle who were afraid of him.

Patrick was a little concerned about another thing. "Check out the black van that cut in just now." Was it accidental or intentional?

As the car continued to move smoothly, Christina opened her cell phone and anxiously called her aunt back.

But it couldn't get through...

"Hey, what exactly did you say to my aunt just now!" Christina was a little angry.

She was sure that this arrogant man must have said something unbearable to scare her aunt.

Patrick ignored her words.

He still looked straight ahead and was particularly concerned about the passing cars.

"You are terrible. My aunt has just finished her heart operation. Don't scare her..."

"What if she relapses?"

Patrick looked expressionlessly at the road ahead and found it was about to reach.

Turning around, he saw the woman next to him being annoyed so he coldly said, "Christina, how long will you secretly keep my identity..."

"What?"

The woman who was complaining did not react.

Patrick glared at her. "Um... Do you think I don't deserve your introduction to your family?"

The car quickly stopped in the garage in a steady way. Patrick got out of the car without driver's service and left with big strides, as if something urgent had happened.

Christina was in the back seat, staring at the figure rapidly walking away...

She frowned and muttered, "How hard it is for me to make it public..."

It was so awkward. Should she just say, "we just got married after having sex and my pregnancy?"

She didn't know what Patrick was up to. He was a capable man, so he spent most of time working. Every time she was with him, she felt guilty to take up his time.

However, at this moment of urgency, she should give her aunt a good explanation...

After returning to her bedroom, she tried to call Betty back several times, but no one answered.

Patrick was busy in the study. When they were having dinner together, he emphasized that he must meet her aunt and explain their current marriage situation.

"But my aunt has just finished her operation. If it stimulates her..." After finishing the soup, she faltered and retorted.

Patrick seemed really busy and suddenly stood up from the dining chair. He just glared at her and ignored her words.

She had got used to being idle when she was about to give birth.

"Hey, I used to like the kind of man who has time to be with his wife. Why do I meet your dad?" After a walk, she went back to her bedroom to get her pajamas. Then she was about to take a bath.

Soaking comfortably in warm water, she thought of Patrick who was so busy all day and didn't have much time to take a vacation. And unknowingly, this man had gradually occupied all her mind.

For a while, she started to complain again. "He's always cold and furious. If only I could tease him..."

Her right hand splashed the water in the bathtub in boredom.

When she heard her phone ringing outside, she immediately got excited. She grabbed the towel, wrapped herself up, and walked out quickly.

Christina glanced at the screen. It was from the landline phone of the nursing home. It should be Betty.

"Auntie, that is my husband!" She cheered herself up with courage and then confessed.

"Hello, Miss Dickens. I'm a nurse of nursing home," a young female soft voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Aunt Betty asked me to give you a call. She wants to tell you that she is in good status and the operation is successful. There is no need to worry about her. She has some things to handle now. She will contact you in a while."

"What's my aunt doing?" Christina couldn't help but ask.

Betty asked a nurse to call her. Wouldn't she answer the call herself?

Thinking about it, she suddenly became worried. "Does something happen to her? Does she look angry? Will it affect her health..."

Christina asked several questions in one breath, but the nurse on the other end of the phone laughed. "Miss Dickens, you really don't have to worry. Your aunt is in good health, and Dr. Fisher has been treating her personally..."

Dr. Fisher.

Christina was stunned for a moment when she heard the name.

Derek Fisher

He operated on her aunt himself.

In fact, Derek shouldn't have studied medicine. His family were particularly against it back then. But they didn't care because he insisted on getting multiple professional degrees at the same time.

"Eric, don't take the medical exam. You should study finance. If you insist on that, people in the Fishers will be even more dissatisfied with you..." At that time, she also suggested him.

"If your aunt is ill again... you'll upset in tears."

Derek was a person of few words.

He had promised her that he would cure Betty for her. At that time, she thought he was kidding...

After hanging up the nurse's call, Christina felt a little depressed for no reason.

She dried her long hair, changed into her pajamas, and climbed onto the bed. But she couldn't fall sleep.

Wrapped in a quilt, she turned over and couldn't help but look into the second drawer of the nightstand. She put the small wooden box inside.

All these years, she had secretly kept this rosewood box by her side. After falling out with Cory and the people at his side, she almost forgot about it. Fortunately, it was still intact.

Derek's grandfather and her grandfather were close comrades-in-arms, and Derek was an illegitimate child. He had lived with his grandfather until he was three years old, so she naturally knew him...