My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 503

Christina came out of the bathroom after a bath. Her long black hair was curled up. There were some drops of water on the ends of her hair. A thin layer of water steam moistened her white and tender neck, making her look a little more charming and sexier than her appearance during the day.

Her skin was fine and milky, and she was wearing a long white bathrobe. Her figure was slender, and she stretched out her hands lazily. At the same time, she removed the clip gathering her long hair, and the long black hair scattered around her shawl.

"I didn't expect grandpa to be so open-minded. I was almost touched on the spot."

Christina was in a good mood, and her beautiful face showed a smile. Grandpa did not blame her after knowing that she caused trouble in the Stephenson family. He even scolded Ms. Hopkins. The most important thing was he gave her another bottle of osmanthus wine.

When she was chatting with some socialites, she heard many of them complain that their elders favored someone more, and some of these elders simply went extremes. In contrast, her grandpa was very wise, at least he did not keep scolding her for hitting Chandler.

Patrick glanced at her, "Grandpa has not suffered senile dementia yet." His grandfather was quite wise and saw things as they were and knew right and wrong very well.

He walked over and habitually wanted to take a comb to comb her long hair. He didn't know when he had developed such a habit of fiddling with her hair.

"Go take a shower now." Christina did not fancy him like this and pushed him into the bathroom.

Patrick took her advice and let her push him away. Then he said calmly, "You said just now you were very grateful to grandpa... Christina, you should be thanking me."

As he spoke, he turned around and looked straight into her eyes, as if his passionate gaze could swallow her up.

Patrick stretched out his slender fingers and pointed to the side of the big bed. He spoke in a deep and low voice bluntly, "I'm going in to take a bath now. You, lie there now and wait on the bed. Wait to please your husband."

Christina stood outside the bathroom door, blushed.

She was wondering whether she had recently built up Patrick's appetite. As all he could think of in their bedroom at night was having sex with her.

Christina got into the soft quilt and rolled a few times childishly on the big bed.

She was wondering if they should restrain their desires.

At this moment, the phone at the bedside lit up and vibrated a few times. There was a new text message.

Christina was thinking about sexual pleasures only, and her mind was in turmoil. She then reached out to take the phone and glanced at it casually.

She was shocked to see the words at the beginning.

She quickly got up from the bed, took off her nightgown, changed into a casual blue outfit, and immediately ran downstairs.

"... You just publically sneaked in like this."

Christina went to the fish pond in the back garden downstairs, Eastern Garden. It was very late at night, and no one was guarding this side. The dim yellow lights on the garden path were on, and the lights were far away. Under the dim night, she could still recognize the tall Lucy at a glance.

Although the house of the Hopkins family was not a palace with many rooms and plenty of spaces, it was also heavily guarded and recently installed with cameras everywhere.

It was not the first time that Lucy had sneaked into the Hopkins family in the middle of the night.

Lucy raised her eyebrows and said without shame, "So what if I were caught sneaking in?" The prerequisite was that these people could catch her. Hmph, she was quite confident.

Thinking that this ruthless woman was Patrick's valuable help, there must be something extraordinary about her.

Thinking of this, Christina scolded unhappily, "Gossip girl, tattletale."

"What?"

Lucy's expression immediately changed and her tone became serious.

Of course, Christina was not afraid of her, "Patrick knew about my visit at the Stephenson family so soon. Didn't you report it to him?"

Lucy looked cold and warned her, "I am warning you, don't insult my professional ethics!"

Seeing she was so serious, Christina had originally thought that Lucy's sense of morality was zero.

"I'm sorry." It was probably some other bastard who went to inform Patrick the first time. Good news never went out, and bad news spread around quickly. Ms. Hopkins knew it all.

"Have you been scolded by the boss?" Lucy suddenly asked her excitedly.

Christina did not show any expression and was silent.

Lucy thus knew that Patrick didn't say anything to criticize Christina. Suddenly, she tutted, "Christina, you're such a sinner."

"Look, all the women around you don't like you and want you to die in a way a Japanese warrior dies, to answer for your sins."

The night wind was cool and chilly. Lucy was never a weak woman. She stood upright in the night wind. Her bright eyes became more shining under the moonlight and she was very enthusiastic in scolding Christina.

"...Mr. Hopkins in the Hopkins family really goes to extremes. If you're willing to spend money, I can help you punish her slightly." Lucy had already heard that Ms. Hopkins liked making things difficult for Christina.

Christina felt a little cold. She folded her arms around her chest and shrank her neck.

Christina didn't care much about Ms. Hopkins. She joked in the cold wind, "Once little fish and shrimp are thrown into the hot water. They turn red so quickly."

Lucy raised her eyebrows and roamed over her.