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My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 291

Christina thought of the lingering warmth.They didn’t even have the warmth of hug after they went bed.

“Bastard! Who does he think I am?” Christina was very angry.

She cursed at the 502 room above her head ina low voice angrily, but she still had an inner struggle.

Patrick shamelessly threatened her to go in his room last night.

He was very impatient and annoying.

She couldn’t see his expression clearly without the light as she slept with him, and she was so tired that she fell asleep quickly after that.

Her mind was in a mess at that time, but she was reluctant to finish making love with him.

When she woke up, Patrick had already left.Her mind was still in a daze.

The clothes under the bed were messy, and her heart was full of mixed feelings.

She grabbed her long coat and ran away.She forgot to wear her underwear last night.

 

It seemed that she delivered herself to his room and served him.

Damn it! She hurriedly slammed the door out in her coat with her long hair messy, looking really embarrassed.

 

As soon as she went out, a group of residents came out of the elevator and bumped into her.

She blushed.

The residents all looked at her with contempt.

The property administrator, who walked by on patrol last night, said, “Miss Dickens, you live in Room 402, don’t you?”

“I took the spare key but couldn’t find you.Didn’t you go back last night?”

When the property administrator looked at her carefully, he immediately stopped speaking.

Even the fool could know what she had done last night.

Christina lowered her head in shame.

“He’s my husband!”

She raised her head in anger and shouted at the gossipy residents.

‘Patrick was really the worst husband ever”

 ‘Why would I marry such a person! Christina was so ashamed that even her ears turned red.

She ran back to the 402 room, and locked the door.

Christina hid for two days, not wanting to see anyone.

She didn’t even order takeout.

Maybe it was because she ate too much unhealthy instant noodles, she couldn’t help but stare at the ceiling resentfully with mixed feelings when she was lying in the living room watching TV or resting on the bed.

He lived upstairs! Why did he live here? She asked him, but he didn’t say anything.

She didn’t know who he was angry with.

Since he wanted to numb his heart and have a competition on coldness with her, she should be colder than him.She should ignore these questions, and ignore him.

However, in the third day of her otaku plan, someone interrupted.

The advertising team of the IP&G Group called her, and she asked nervously, “Did the result come out?”

“Don’t talk about boring business.Let’s go out to have some fun tonight to get to know each other better.We still have to work together in the future.”

“The director said the result need three days to come out, didn’t he?”

She was very anxious and wanted to know the result as early as possible.

“Christina, it’s necessary for you to join our party.You know the rules, right? Besides, we’re not frivolous.Renee and the others are here too.It’s good for you to meet a few more big shots.Come to the club quickly…”

She still didn’t know the result.

Thinking of the club mentioned just now, Christina looked a little strange.

She stared at the instant noodles on the coffee table and thought for about a minute.

Then she quickly went into the room to change her clothes.

Half an hour later, Christina walked into a spacious but slightly cheerless club in the North of the City.

It looked careless because it was too big and there were too few customers.

The Hopkins family had many businesses, but Christina liked this club the most, and she had wanted to take a look for a long time.

She heard from Charles that this club was set up by Patrick out of his personal interests.

It covered an area of more than 5000 square meters and had thousands of employees to provide private and professional one-on-one service.

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