My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 95

The Red Villa was considered a high-end leisure clubhouse in A City. Their services included hot springs, massage, authentic seafood, and spacious private rooms that were best suited for parties and fun.

Crystal dejectedly grabbed the cocktail on the table and drank it one glass after another.

Christina sat across from her. She was worried that Crystal might get herself drunk. So Christina wanted to get up to her side to persuade her to drink, but the man beside her was somewhat pulled her by the waist.

"Behave yourself," Patrick reminded her lowly.

She wanted to explain, "No, that cocktail was very strong. What if Crystal gets drunk..."

"Sit down."

She didn't know what he was angry about. He glanced at her coldly and warned her. Christina's face darkened and she knew that he wouldn't change his mind.

"Mark, I heard that you left our school after half a year of teaching. Our class was the only class you have taught. I wonder which school you are now working for?"

A man in a suit and leather shoes walked over, his face full of confidence. It wasn't hard to tell that he was a successful gold-collar worker.

Unfortunately, Patrick sat on the sofa and only cast him a glance, obviously not wanting to talk to him.

After the man was treated so coldly, his expression instantly became awkward. He handed Patrick a glass of red wine with a slightly smug smile. "I asked a friend in France to send me this wine."

Patrick took it over. But he didn't drink or say a word.

Christina looked at the glass of bright red wine and suddenly her eyes lit up. In fact, she was a wine lover...

Christina was not only a wine lover but also a little drunkard. When Patrick was about to warn her not to drink too much, the high-spirited male classmate immediately handed her a glass of red wine.

He was smiling and talking with her, "Christina, I haven't seen you for so many years. You're really getting prettier!"

"She's pregnant. She can't have wine."

Patrick interrupted him abruptly.

The man standing in front of them was stunned.

He fixed his gaze on Christina's abdomen, probably because she was tall and thin, so it was hard to see that she was pregnant. But on closer inspection, it was indeed slightly protruding.

Although Patrick's voice was not loud, all eyes were on him. The word ' pregnant' crashed the fantasy on him of the women present and they glared at Christina fiercely.

"What is their relationship?" Those women were curious.

Embarrassed, Christina grabbed a glass of juice from the table and took a sip. "We're married." So it was legal.

Their dream girl married their dream man! Her words shattered the men and women's illusions!

"Drink, this wine is good, it was specially bought by class monitor." The mood of the men present was also very complicated. They could really use a drink.

All of a sudden, the originally tense atmosphere became joyful because of the wine, and everyone was much more at ease, laughing and reminiscing about the past.

Suddenly, a slightly chubby man, drunk, stood tall in a chair.

"Christina, I'm Bruce. I like you very much!" He yelled at the top of his voice.

Christina looked at him with a surprised expression.

"In the past, you said that the corpulent man made you feel safe. You also said that your ideal type was a chef. I am now a senior chef in the hotel..."

Another man next to him pulled him down quickly. He thought he was probably drunk and out of his mind. "Bruce, come down quickly. Don't make a fool of yourself."