My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 815

It was a sleepless night. Many people were descending into chaos.

Patrick had never been so angry before. The group of think tanks who accompanied him here was in a panic.

"Linda, didn't you stay with Christina all the time? Why is she having upset stomachs, yet you're fine?"

"Linda, you've been acting dissatisfied with her before. Did you do it on purpose?"

These elites who made millions per year huddled in the corner of the corridor, not daring to sleep in the middle of the night. They uttered their speculations, and some even blamed Linda for it.

Her eyes were red from crying. She raised her head and retorted angrily, "I didn't hurt her. Don't frame me on this!"

"I've been working in IP&G Group for so many years, and I've accompanied Mr. Hopkins on countless business trips. But I've never seen him so furious... Linda, I've taught you before not to stay a lofty tone and be flamboyant. Otherwise, you're the one who loses in the end. When you get back, suggest a demotion yourself."

The rest seconded, "Right!"

"Mr. Hopkins was so scary just now. He had never lost his composure and flew into a rage at us like today."

Linda was at a loss and explained in a hurry, "I really didn't hurt her!"

Someone sighed and tried to smooth things over. "I think Linda is innocent. She won't do such a thing."

Another European regional president rationally analyzed, "Linda is not so stupid."

"Could it be the 'little game' tempted by the jealousy of you women?"

Women always fought for a man's favor. Since Christina could become Patrick's wife, she must not easy to deal with. "Linda, did you offend her?" Just then, a man asked.

After hearing that, everyone immediately felt that Christina was pretending to be sick.

Linda's red eyes widened and she stopped crying. Right now, she was in a huff.

The next second, she turned around angrily and walked towards Christina's ward. Just then, Patrick opened the door and walked out.

"Mr. Hopkins, I need to clarify one thing to you."

The staff in the company had a sense of respect for him, and they were also very clear about his character. He had a clear distinction between public and private affairs, so she raised her head fearlessly and said righteously.

"I went out with Junior Mrs. Hopkins and we ate the same thing. There was nothing wrong with my body. She shouldn't have fallen ill."

She was implying that Christina was pretending to be sick.

He stood still right there. The hospital's incandescent lights in the middle of the night shone on his tall straight figure, washing over his features. His cold eyes made him look even more unapproachable.

The other managers immediately trotted over, admiring her courage.

After Patrick heard that, without saying anything, he motioned for her to continue.

At this time, she didn't dare to look straight at him. She tilted her head slightly. "Mr. Hopkins, I admit that I deliberately made things difficult for Junior Mrs. Hopkins. She wanted to buy 12 bags from Louis Vuitton. I lied to her about the credit card limit and embarrassed her. It was my fault."

She then bowed deeply to apologize.

"Actually, before that, I accompanied her to the Champs Elysees. She had already bought a lot of products at Hermes, Versace, Patek Philippe, Cartire, including 5 bags, 8 watches, scarves, ties, diamonds... At that time, she had already spent more than 2000 million euros, so I felt that she really didn't have to buy the 12 bags of the same style. I took the liberty of stopping her squandering. It was my fault."

After that, she bowed again and apologized, lowering her head. Despite her humble attitude, she was very careful and logical and implicated that Christina was a parasite.

That meant that Christina might pretend to be sick to punish her.

Linda didn't want to be blamed.

"Mr. Hopkins, if she feels that it's me that makes her embarrassed and angry, please let me go in and apologize to her personally..."

She looked sincere as she said that.

Yet after hearing this, Patrick felt that his fury compounded.

The HR director at the side immediately noticed something was off with the atmosphere between them. He then took a step forward, pulled her behind him, and said quickly.

"Mr. Hopkins, Linda is not qualified to be your chief secretary. It was my fault for giving her a promotion that was beyond her ability. I volunteered to reduce my salary and downgrade my post. Now Junior Mrs. Hopkins's health is the most important thing, you should also pay attention to your health."

The normally arrogant director was sweating nervously.

But Linda didn't understand. If Patrick found out that Christina was pretending to be sick, he would definitely not blame her. She wanted to explain again, but the people behind her tightly grabbed her wrist, signaling that she must not provoke Patrick further.

Patrick stood with his back straightened. With a cold face, he said in an acerbic tone. "Why would my wife be sick or if she's pretending to be sick? I'll find out myself. As for what you said about shopping, she has never mentioned it to me."

Everyone lowered their heads and listened quietly, jittery.

Christina didn't complain to him?

Shocked, Linda looked at him in disbelief.

Patrick then turned around and left the hospital in anger. No one was allowed to enter Christina's ward.

Seeing his imposing aura, the nurse was so scared that she immediately scrambled out of the ward.

Christina was also startled.

"Why are you so angry?"

Then she muttered to him fearlessly, "Patrick, you can't be too unreasonable. And you just yelled at your staff."

Glaring at her with a gloomy face, he fumed, "Do you remember what you did last night?" He gritted his teeth.

She tucked herself in the quilt nervously and wrapped herself tightly with it.

And then she looked at him carefully and kept thinking, "I was very delighted to meet my friend again. You insisted on calling me back to have dinner with you. But I wasn't hungry and only drank half a glass of red wine... As for what happened later, I don't remember. I didn't do anything wrong." Her voice became lower, under his frightening gaze.

Why was he so angry?

Her words just added fuel to his anger. "You can't remember? Very well!" Gritting his teeth, he shouted, "Then you can stay here forever. Don't come back until you remember!"

"Ah? Wait, I don't want to stay in the hospital..." She quickly pleaded.

With darkened face, he slammed the door.

"Except for the medical staff, no one else is allowed to enter this ward, nor phone call, especially from the people in the restaurant! Do you hear me?" This was his last warning.

"Yes, copy that."

His staff outside the door answered in a trembling voice.

In the next few days, Christina was grounded in the hospital ward, which made her disgruntled. She came to France to travel. Why was she trapped in the ward? She was not sick.

The most important thing was that Patrick was still mad at her, but she didn't know what he was angry about.

"Is him menopausal?"

She cursed him in her heart.

During this period of time, she tried to contact May a few times, but there was no reply. It seemed that May was really busy.

In fact, Christina didn't many female friends. She was not diplomatic enough. Perhaps May, who used to be her high school roommate, did not treat her as a friend. Thinking of this, she felt a little depressed.

However, she didn't know that May was now in hot water.