The next day, Christina flew back to A City after she had lunch with the Dickens family.
Betty packed many things in Christina's bag as usual.
"Here are some tea biscuits for Senior Mr. Hopkins and this little bag contains pictures and videos of you in your childhood..."
"I don't need these pictures and videos. Just put them back in my room. Plus, there's nothing useful in them."
Pictures in the two big albums recorded some memorable moments in Christina's childhood, such as her first birthday party, her first day in kindergarten and at school, the first time she won a prize, and so on. The videos recorded those talent competitions she participated in at school, which reminded her of the pain when she was forced to learn piano.
Betty chuckled and stuffed the bag into her hand. "Take it. Patrick asked me to make sure that you took them back home. He probably wanted to see the embarrassing moments you had in your childhood."
Christina looked up, sighing.
"Live a happy life with Patrick and don't lose your temper at him. I know you must be tired of handling all the relatives of the Hopkins family. Living with such a big family can never be easy, but as long as you and Patrick trust and respect each other, nothing will stand in your way."
Christina got into the taxi and waved her hand, comforting Betty, "I'm a mother now. I know what I should do. Don't worry."
Betty stood still, sighing at the car that was driving away.
Donald walked out slowly with a walking stick, who stared at the car and snorted, "Finally she is aware that she is a mother."
Betty looked back at him and complained, "I'm tired of nagging and reminding her of all kinds of things every time she comes back. You know her personality. How is she supposed to handle the Hopkins family... Your daughter is too unreliable."
"Betty, you're the one who raised her up and educated her personally. Take the credit." Donald had been more humorous recently.
Then the two of them looked at each other with a smile. It was natural for parents to worry about their daughter.
When Christina arrived at the house of the Hopkins family, the living room was crowded. Senior Mr. Hopkins, Judy, and Brianna were all sitting there. Patrick was also back from work.
"Grandpa, these are the tea biscuits from my auntie..." Christina walked over with her package as usual.
After a glance at her, Senior Mr. Hopkins took over the present and then sniffed it carefully. "Smells good. Tell me your aunt I like it. Thanks a lot."
The old man seemed to have forgotten that Christina had run away to her home in A City yesterday.
He looked up and said to the butler, "We'll eat earlier today. Serve some soup first."
"I'll let the servants know." The butler nodded.
Judy suddenly spoke to them in anger, "Dad, she lied first. She asked for sick leave from the company and went to A City without telling anyone. Patrick was so worried that he rushed back from abroad..."
Judy had expected to see Christina being scolded. To her surprise, everyone seemed to have forgotten about what Christina had done. As for Christina herself, she fawned on Senior Mr. Hopkins with that cheap tea and then acted as nothing had happened. Why would she think the Hopkins family could be bought off by those stupid things?
Senior Mr. Hopkins was too biased. Judy had never been treated so well as the daughter-in-law.
Instead of scolding or punishing Christina, he told the servants to prepare for dinner now and serve the soup first. Did he think Christina was too tired after the flight and needed some water first?
Judy couldn't wait any longer, so she put on an air and scolded her. "Kneel at the ancestral hall for a day if you dared to do this again!"
The ancestral hall of the Hopkins family was located in Western Garden. Christina was afraid of ghosts, so she never got close to Western Garden by herself. She would rather let someone beat her up than kneel down in the ancestral hall for a day.
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