My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 33

Chapter 33

“How is that possible? This is your

WhatsApp account…”

Carrie handed her the phone. Connie looked at the screen and immediately became nervous.

“It’s usually my manager who helps me with my Twitter and WhatsApp” Connie felt that someone was

manipulating it and immediately called

her manager, who said that he didn’t

post it today.

Connie was in a panic.

She suddenly thought of something She knew that some people could easily get her password…

Sis. if you didn’t send the text, then who did it.”

Carrie looked puzzled. Just as she asked, a tall figure happened to stride past a corridor on her left.

Carrie looked into the man’s deep eyes and was stunned.

Patrick glanced at them coldly, holding a stack of documents in his right hand, and strode past them.

Carrie and Connie’s hearts trembled.

With that cold look, he was clearly

warning.

“It’s him?”

Carrie spoke in a trembling voice and

immediately grabbed Connie’s hand in

fear. “Sis, what are we going to do? Did he know about the kidnapping of Christina last time.”

Carrie quickly consoled herself. “No way. Cecilia has come back, so he doesn’t care about Christina’s kidnapping anymore.” Otherwise, according to his character, he must have done something already.

But just now…

Connie’s mind was in a mess. Clearly. It was Patrick who sent the WhatsApp

text to Carrie

“Why did he suddenly ask me to bring the child to Hopkins Family?” Carrie

was frightened.

Connie’s face was filled with fear. “I

don’t know.”

Patrick wanted Carrie to marry Cory? But why did he do that…

What exactly did he want to do?

“Who knows what he’s thinking? He’s so hard to deal with Patrick, you bastard…”

Christina had a rough day. She soaked in warm water in the bathtub, splashing the water angrily, creating bubbles

Donald and Cory had already left, but

Christina had no appetite. She didn’t

even have dinner tonight. She was alone in her bedroom, sulking.

Originally, she thought that a bath

would calm her down. However, she became Toгe upset

Cory and Carrie were about to get married. Donald was biased against the two bitches sumamed Ye, and Patrick was angry at her for no

reason…

“Why is it all my fault? Why is it so unfair? Why!” Her cheeks were flushed with anger and she had been venting her complaints in the bathroom.

Even Christina herself did not know how long she had been soaking in it. She felt a little dizzy. When she tried to get up, she found that her limbs were weak

With a thud, she fell back into the

bathtub.

With water in it, she was not hurt. Just as she was about to call the maid, she heard the door open quickly.

“Can you help me? My legs are weak…”

She was soaking in the bathtub, playing with bubbles in boredom,

“You! You‘ve been here since afternoon!” The voice was cold with suppressed anger.

Christina’s mind went blank. She raised her head and looked at the person in a

daze.

Before she could see the person

clearly, the person seemed to be in a

rage and went forward to pull her out

of the bathtub…

He acted in a rush. Christina hit his strong chest with the tip of her nose. “What are you doing? Can’t you be gentle.” She rubbed her nose and immediately complained.

The man was so angry that he wanted to scold her…

“I feel a little cold.”

Suddenly, the woman in front of him muttered fearlessly.

“Christina, if you catch a cold, I’IL.”

As soon as his threatening words were spoken, Christina instantly looked up, only to see that the man in front of her

was Patrick

to time, she complained, “Patrick, don’t pull my hair so hard. It hurts a little.”

Patrick lowered his eyes and glared fiercely at her reddish face. He grabbed a towel in his right hand and dried her hair

Mr. Hopkins had never served a woman, let alone blow-dry her hair.

Therefore, it took Patrick a lot of effort to dry her long hair.

“Christina! Turn over.”

Her hair was still wet on her forehead. She lay on him like a koala, not even bothering to move

Patrick had no choice but to hold the

hairdryer and point it at her forehead…

“Ouch, why are you using the hair dryer to blow my face? It’s so hot!”

Christina screamed as if someone was going to murder her and she struggled to resist with both hands. Patrick’s face darkened, trying not to get angry. “Shut up!”

But Patrick was really not good at blowing her hair. The hot fan blew on Christina’s scalp, and she couldn’t stand it anymore…

“Please stop. Stop.”

The maids outside the door looked nervous and wanted to go in, but they didn’t dare. The voice was rather

appealing

Suddenly there was a thud in the

room!

The maids looked at eachother, fearing that something bad had happened. They immediately pushed open the door. “Patrick, is something.”

Christina was not being clever. Hearing the gloomy tone, she quickly turned over and moved away from him.

Patrick was unhappy and stared at her.

He moved closer to her with his right hand around her waist. He seemed to be coaxing her.

. And the hateful Patrick!” She mumbled the name in anger.