My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 83

At night, it was raining cats and dogs. A tall figure in the rain was approaching step by step.

She sat in the car, pursed her lips, and stared at the figure from the window. She was so nervous that she shrank back subconsciously...

Bang.

Christina was startled when the door was violently opened.

She opened her eyes a bit wide and stared in shock at Patrick, who suddenly appeared.

He was in an expensive dark purple shirt. His black trousers and shirt were drenched by the heavy rain, clinging to his skin. The water in his short hair dripped down along his cold face. He had white and stunning features. But from his brows, she could tell that he was anxious.

"Who did you meet?" He looked straight at her with mixed feelings in his deep eyes.

She could tell that he was eager from his hoarse voice but she didn't respond to him.

There were thick dark clouds rolling in the sky. The thunder was rumbling and it was pouring with rain. He stood outside the car and stared fiercely at the woman, who was panicked in the car.

Patrick didn't have too many expressions on his grim face but he quietly tightened the phone in his right hand.

He curled up his thin lip in a self-deprecating manner. It was ridiculous.

He turned and left without waiting for her answer.

"Wait..."

Christina didn't know what to say, but she stretched out her arm to grab his shirt

subconsciously.

He stopped.

"Mr. Hopkins." A bodyguard rushed out of the black Bugatti in front of Christina's car. He held an umbrella and walked to Patrick. He didn't keep up with the young master just now.

It rained suddenly. He was drenched by the cold rain in early spring but he felt a bit warm.

Patrick stood with his back to her. He looked down and saw her white fingers grabbing his shirt.

"Leave me alone." He said in a deep voice.

He seemed to be colder and more distant under the heavy rain, but his tone was light. It seemed that he had mixed emotions and was expecting something.

She didn't grab so hard, and he could just leave.

Hearing his cold and clear words "Leave me alone", Christina lowered her head and tightened her fingers. She was very upset and confused...

Suddenly, there was a rumble, and it thundered constantly.

"Leave me alone!"

Patrick was a little agitated. The cold rain slid past his lips. He scolded her coldly. And then, he turned sideways and was about to shake off her hand.

"Patrick, you haven't been home for a long time!"

Christina did not know how she was so courageous and she tightened her grip on his shirt and wrinkled it. And then, she said the words, which she didn't know why to say.

You haven't been home for a long time.

He was slightly stunned and gazed at her passionately.

She flushed because of his gaze. And she added awkwardly, "Grandpa misses you very much."

'I miss you too...'

The rain was blown into the car. Christina was refreshed due to the cold rain.

She opened her lips slightly and said nothing. Her right hand slowly loosened because she did not dare to pester him.

What was she thinking about?

She didn't know what she was thinking...

The bodyguard shared the umbrella with Patrick by his side. Patrick did not speak again. He stared at his wrinkled shirt and went back to his car.

In a moment, the bodyguard slammed the door.

Christina raised her head and looked at Patrick's blurry face from the window. She opened her mouth but didn't know what to say...

His car was started quickly. He must have a lot of undone things to deal with.

"Patrick."

Just as the Bugatti was about to run, Christina suddenly shouted, "Patrick, it's April 1st, April Fool's Day."