My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 81

"Christina has been in Hopkins Family for a while."

In the early spring morning, the sun rose earlier than it did in winter, and the grey sky gradually turned white. The old man stood beside the carved wooden fence in the corridor with the help of a walking stick, looking at a large area of precious flowers and plants which had just sprouted and overflowed with vigor in front of him.

Time flew.

The butler felt that the climate early in the morning was wet and came over with a thin coat in his hand. He smiled faintly. "Young Madam will give birth to twins at the end of the year, and Hopkins Family will be very lively."

"My mind is clear and my body is still very strong. I don't need this coat." Mr. Hopkins raised his right hand slightly and asked the butler to take the coat back. Mr. Hopkins turned his head and looked straight at the east side. With his mind full of thoughts, he muttered, "There's one thing..." There was one thing that Mr. Hopkins couldn't figure out.

"Old Master doesn't understand why Patrick is trying so hard to marry Christina?"

The butler remembered the old man's question in the dining room that did Christina and Patrick know each other before.

"It seems that Christina has no impression of Patrick..." The old butler paused and his expression became more solemn as he knew that his Patrick clearly kept her in mind.

"Do you remember that Oreo before?"

Mr. Hopkins walked slowly towards the pavilion at the end of the corridor and asked in a deep voice.

The butler followed behind him. When the butler heard the word "Oreo", he was startled for a moment, then nodded and answered, "Yes."

Of course, the butler remembered...

Oreo was the name of a puppy in Hopkins Family.

"Grandpa, he wants to eat my cookies."

When Patrick was three years old, he brought back a filthy Labrador from outside, which looked like an abandoned stray puppy.

How could their only Young Master in Hopkins Family have such a thing around him? It was too dirty and dangerous. The servants at home immediately nervously took the puppy away.

"It's mine."

The three-year-old boy's voice was a little childish, but his words were clear and his tone was firm.

A group of servants felt helpless as they saw their Young Master pull a long face, hold the dirty puppy in his short hands, and refuse to let go of it.

"You want to raise him?"

Mr. Hopkins did not dislike the stray puppy much, so he looked at the child and asked in a low voice.

Their Young Master was straight-faced. He thought about it, raised his head, and told the old man in a childish voice, "He has been following me all the way, secretly following me all the way..."

Before their Young Master could finish speaking, perhaps the half-month-old puppy was a little heavy for him, he placed it on the bright clean floor.

He squatted down and opened a bag of Oreo cookies in his hand to feed it.

The little dog may be really hungry, and it nibbled on it hurriedly.

He pinched the dog's ear with his little hand. "Grandpa, I think he might like me." He seemed very happy and told the old man happily.

"You think he likes you, so you bring him home. Do you ask him if he likes living here?"

Facing his three-year-old grandson, Mr. Hopkins was very kind and he smiled. "If you take him home, you have to take responsibility and take good care of him. Can you raise him?"

"I have a lot of snacks." He raised his little head, very confident.

Mr. Hopkins shook his head and deliberately lowered his voice. "A dog can't eat chocolate. He will get sick if he eats too much of the biscuit."

The child's expression froze instantly and he spoke nervously again. "Then, I have something else to give him. He will like me."

In the end, the stray dog was kept in the Hopkins Family. The servant carried it to take a bath and get vaccinated. The dog had white hair and two earlobes that looked cute.

Labradors were docile and stable. They were neither slow nor active. They were friendly and loyal to people. The old man felt that it was good for his grandson to develop a sense of responsibility as his grandson raised this dog since he was young.

In fact, there was a more important reason for agreeing to keep the puppy. The Young Master of Hopkins Family was too lonely.

Ordinary people were not allowed to approach him. Although there were always a group of servants following him, the old man suddenly realized that this kind of overprotection was a kind of harm to the child.

"He has been following me."

"I think he might like me."

The children's simple and direct words made them understand that perhaps their Young Master of Hopkins Family had always been eager to get in touch with others.

Hopkins Family was different from ordinary families. Even if one just walked in the Hopkins Family, he/she would make others feel a bit more serious and solemn. Their Young Master had been growing in this kind of atmosphere since he was young, and he was very serious about taking care of the dog.

At that time, everyone felt that it was a good thing to have this stray puppy in the Hopkins Family because their Young Master was more lively than before.

But good things didn't last for long.

When Mrs. Hopkins returned from abroad a month later, she saw Oreo running around the house and her expression changed suddenly. She was afraid of dogs.

"Dad, where did this mongrel stray dog come from? Patrick is still a child. What if he goes crazy and bites Patrick one day?"