My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 351

"Patrick, you don't have the right to imprison me!"

The room was about 30 square meters, with no windows or balconies. It was a closed space, separated by a thick glass wall. Behind the high-density bulletproof glass wall was Connie, who was like a caged animal, pounding on the glass angrily and shouting.

"Miss Yankey, you'd better behave."

There was an alloy electronic door on the right side of the glass wall, and the guard warned her in a low voice.

"Damn it. Let me go right now!"

Connie was so mad that she kicked the wall hard.

In the closed space, she felt dizzy as if she suffered hypoxia. After a while, she would be unable to think logically. There were red lights, but the dark color made Connie agitated. She glared at the man. Her clothes were disheveled and her hair messy.

She screamed at the top of her voice and punched the wall angrily, "Patrick, what are you trying to do? I'll kill Christina if you hurt me!"

"Let me out! Do you hear me? You don't have the right to do so!"

"Think about why I take you here."

Patrick broke the silence, sitting across the glass wall and looking furious.

Connie glared at him and gritted her teeth, "You're so insidious. You're gonna rot in a hole!"

"Patrick, do you think you can do everything secretly? You'll be punished one day!"

Although not provoked by her cursing, Patrick gradually became impatient.

"Donald is awake," Patrick told her.

Connie, who was crazy just now, was shocked and suddenly calmed down.

"Patrick, what do you want to get from me?"

Connie seemed to have compromised. Aftrer getting herself together, she asked him, with her lips trembling.

Before Patrick could say anything, Connie looked at his poker face and laughed hysterically, sneering, "I'm surprised that there are things you don't know! Did you catch me for interrogation? There's something you don't know. It's ridiculous!"

On hearing his laughter, Patrick's face clouded over.

"It was you, right?" He asked directly, without any patience.

Connie looked at him and stopped laughing.

After taking some steps back, she smarted herself up and fixed her hair, raising her chin and asking arrogantly, "It's because of Christina again."

She looked at him carefully, trying to notice the slightest changes in his face. Connie knew that Patrick would frown every time she mentioned Christina.

"Patrick, why do you get close to her?"

Connie regained her composure and asked him calmly, combing her long hair. She was ready to leave here after finishing the conversation.

Patrick pinched his lips and repeated his question, with a flash of doubt in his eyes, "Are you behind the accidents happened when she was pregnant?"

Connie was very arrogant, so didn't want to answer. Suddenly, she noticed a trace of panic in his eyes. She felt so funny and ridiculous.

She found it hard to believe that the heartless man was in panic.