My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 331

Christina felt that Crystal was very strange. Crystal had just answered a phone call and seemed to be frightened by the person on the other end of the phone. She said she wanted to leave first.

Christina looked at her seriously and stopped her from leaving. "Who called you just now? Does someone threaten you?"

Hearing that, Crystal blushed and felt ashamed.

"I'm fine. I'll tell you after a while..." She really didn't get a cheek to say anything about her and Chandler.

"Crystal, there are too many bad things happening around me. I don't want to implicate you. If you find anything wrong, tell me immediately."

The more nervous Christina was, the more embarrassed Crystal became. She tried to calm her, "I'm just an ordinary citizen. It's you who should be careful. Every time you go back to C City, there's something bad that happens to you. I'll contact you later."

They each took a taxi, Crystal headed west, and Christina went to the central hospital.

"How is he now?"

Standing outside the ward, she glanced inside. Just as Betty opened the door and came out, Christina asked awkwardly.

She and her father were almost in a relationship of strangers, and now she suddenly had to care about him, saying those caring words face to face. She felt a little embarrassed.

Betty saw her wandering outside the ward and knew that she was struggling with ambivalence.

"The doctor said that as long as he wakes up, he will be fine and can be transferred to an ordinary ward."

"Oh."

She replied calmly, expressionless.

Betty asked naturally, "Do you want to go in?"

Her father seemed to have woken up, and there was the sound of the news on the TV in the ward. Christina just sat in the chair outside the ward, "I'll go in after he falls asleep." What's the point for her to go in now? If they quarreled, her father might be so angry that he would go back to the ICU.

Seeing her sitting quietly by the side, Betty wanted to laugh.

"Christina, do you want to go back to the Dickens family to sleep tonight?"

Betty knew that she was staying at a hotel. Mrs Dickens mentioned it was very cold and desolate in the Dickens family. Her mood was a little complicated.

Christina did not answer her immediately. But previously, she would reject her without hesitation.

She changed the subject. "Auntie, go and rest. I feel you're tired."

Watching Betty run up and down for her father's illness, she suddenly remembered that her stepmother had not even been seen now. She was angry. "Connie hasn't come yet?"

Betty wanted to say something, but at this moment, the nanny in the corridor helped Mrs. Dickens come over. When the old madam heard Connie's name, she immediately cursed, "Connie married into my Dickens family, and she still acting tv and films all day. Now that Donald is sick, she even doesn't come to see..."

Mrs Dickens had always been very satisfied with Connie, or else she wouldn't have agreed to her daughter-in-law being an actress outside. But this time, even Christina found it strange that her hypocritical stepmother didn't show up.

"Christina, why are you sitting here? Go in and see your father."

Mrs Dickens saw her granddaughter outside the ward with joy on her face. She pulled her up forcefully and entered the ward. Christina did not dare to push her and followed her awkwardly.

As Christina had guessed, as she went in and looked at her father, both of them were embarrassed.

They were like strangers and had no topic to chat.

"She's indeed your daughter. Donald, Christina rushed over immediately when she heard that you're sick." Mrs. Dickens smiled proudly. "Just now, the young master of the Shepherd family in A City also came here personally. After looking for several experts, I'm finally not that worried."

"Our Christina is promising."

Although Mrs Dickens was snobbish, she seemed really happy now. Christina was not used to this strange warmth.

Donald leaned against the bed and said, "Yes."

Christina was stunned.

She was surprised that her father would approve of her sometimes.

She didn't do anything. Maybe they thought she had ask Charles for help. But, in fact, Charles went here without her invitation.

Mrs Dickens brought some tonic soup over, poured it into a bowl, and asked her, "Christina, I heard from your aunt that you're renting a house in A City alone now?"

"Yes."

Christina didn't say anything more.