Spoil My Errant Wife (Patrick and Christina) novel Chapter 231

"Where's Christina?" Patrick woke up much earlier than they had expected.

They were so worried about him when he fainted two hours ago.

Fortunately, he came to himself now.

However, the first word he uttered was that name.

Nanny Faang and the others stood by the bed, looking at each other and not knowing how to reply.

"..Where's Christina?"

Lying on the bed, his face was still pale.

His eyes closed and his hands were still intertwined with the dripping tube.

Although his headache was alleviated, his limbs were still in numbness.

He heard some noise around him, but he knew she wasn't there.

Nanny Faang took a step forward, a sense of nervousness was clearly detected on her face.

Usually, they were very afraid of Patrick, but tonight, she was very restrained and whispered, "Her aunt called..."

"Where is she?!"

Knowing that something was going wrong, Patrick's pale face suddenly darkened, and then he immediately opened his eyes.

His throat was dry and hoarse, and his voice sounded very creepy.

Looking at his countenance, Nanny Faang was frozen in horror.

Struggling, she lowered her head and did not dare to look straight at him.

She tried to calm down and replied, "She has just left.She said she was going to her aunt's place."

"Impossible."

He denied firmly with his cold voice.

"Of cause it is possible, It's not the first time she has betrayed you."

Senior Mr.Hopkins stepped in calmly with his cane in hand, the servants at the door gave way to him.He scolded him in anger.

"Where is she!" He was very persistent.

"Get her back to me...She's dangerous out there."

The old man's face darkened and he felt a surge of anger, especially when this pair of bleary old eyes saw his sick appearance.

His chest was burdened with anger and heartache, and he gnashed his teeth and roared.

"I cannot believe we have such a useless in our family.You are so damn sick, and you are just talking about a woman over and over again!"

The man on the bed did not reply, as if his head was still a little dull.He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, his left hand quickly pulled off the needle on the back of his right hand, and he propped his hands on the bed to get up.

When Paul saw his movements, he immediately signaled the servant to come forward and help him.

"Get out of here!"

Patrick's head was still dizzy, and his body was weak and trembling.He could hardly prop up his body.His voice was hoarse and cold.He was sick and weak, but now he was in such a bad mood that everyone was afraid of him.

Seeing his perseverance, the old man became angrier and began to shout at him.

"Leave him alone! He asked for it!"

The servants in the room were hesitant and did not dare to touch Patrick.

They looked at the needle dripping with liquid and saw that their young master was haggard and weak, and did not even wear shoes.

He strode out of the door in a hurry.

Seeing these two fighting against each other, old Paul was extremely anxious.

He quickly ran out with him.

"Patrick, your body is not stable yet.The injury has led to a series of complications..."

"We cannot wait any longer.We have to arrange an operation immediately"

As soon as Paul stopped talking, Patrick, who had already reached the stairs, suddenly saw nothing but darkness.

Instinctive fear rose in his heart and he was ina total mess.

Losing his balance, he fell down the staircases, and this unusual noise drew everyone's attention and sacred them.

"Patrick—"

Paul was the first to realize what was happening, he shouted in fear and ran over there in hurry.

The others were too stunned to react, they looked at this motionless body lying below the stairs.