Spoil My Errant Wife (Patrick and Christina) novel Chapter 37

Christina stood there, stunned.

She was quite upset as she watched Patrick leave with Cecilia in his arms...

"Christina, are you okay?"

Charles comforted her.

She lowered her head, her long eyelashes covering the emotions in her eyes, and then murmured softly, "I am fine.It's just a minor injury.’ Charles was furious.

"I mean, don’t be too sad about Patrick leaving with that woman.’ 

"Who's sad? Why should I be sad?"

Christina seemed to be hit on the soft spot.

She raised her head and yelled at him angrily.

"I want to cry because my hand hurts.What he does has nothing to do with me!"

Charles was speechless.

‘‘What a stubborn girl.” He clearly saw a sad look in her eyes, and he thought it was natural for her to feel bad since she just has seen her husband leave with another woman in his arms.

The two took the elevator down to the parking lot.

Charles couldn't help scolding her.

"Didn't I ask you to go up to the top floor? Why did you get to the 35th floor?"

"I saw Cecelia...nothing!"

Christina didn't want to continue.

Charles walked to his car, opened the door, and grumbled at her.

"Christina, I told you a long time ago that women should be obedient.Just now, if you just listen to him, you will be fine.But you chose to talk back to him..."

After all, few people dared to talk to Patrick like this.

If anyone else had dared to do that, they would have been beaten up and taken away.

"He's always been gentle to Miss Jones but scolds me every time he sees me.What did I do wrong to him? Why did he scold me?"

Christina's face turned even gloomier when she heard Charles mentioning Patrick.

Charles also felt strange.

Patrick had always been indifferent to others.

There were not many things that could really make him angry.

However, he turned moody when Christina was involved.

"Go back to the Hopkins House and find a way to please Patrick..." Charles sat in the driver's seat and gave her a suggestion.

"I wasn't wrong!" Christina looked reluctant.

Just as Christina was about to get into the passenger seat, a person rushed towards them.

"Ma’am.."

It was a bodyguard of the Hopkins Family.

The bodyguard asked anxiously, "Ma'am, have you seen Mr.Hopkins?"

Christina kept a straight face and did not answer.

Charles rolled down the window and asked, "What's wrong?"

When the bodyguard saw that Charles, he immediately called out respectfully, "Mr.Shepherd"

He quickly said, "Today we've been practicing boxing with Mr.Hopkins at the club.Ten minutes ago, someone from Fire Club called him and said that Young Madam was missing on the 35th floor.’’ 

As the bodyguard said this, he looked at Christina strangely before he continued.

"Mr.Hopkins looked unhappy.After hanging up the phone, he immediately grabbed the car keys and rushed out.We don't know what happened.Mr.Hopkins drove so fast that he almost ran into someone else's car on the highway in the mountains..."

Christina and Charles were shocked when they heard this.

"Mr.Shepherd, did something happen at Fire Club? I heard that Mr.Hopkins drove out all the people on the 35th floor?"

The bodyguard then asked, "Where is our Mr.Hopkins now?"

Christina pursed her lips, keeping silent.

"It's no big deal.Patrick has left Fire Club..." Charles said faintly.

The bodyguard nodded at them and left.

Christina sat in the passenger seat with a heavy heart.

Charles was sending her back to the Hopkins House.

Along the way, he was a little confused.

"Christina, did you know Patrick before?"

Charles couldn't help asking when the car was about to reach the Hopkins Family.

Christina said sullenly, "Why? Do you want to say I look like Cecilia again? She had had plastic..."

She had had plastic surgery.

"Forget it.Even if you knew him before, you must have offended him a lot." Charles glared at her.

The car was parked outside the gate of the Hopkins House.

Charles turned around and grabbed a rose-red bag from the back seat of the car and handed it back to her.

"You left your purse in my car.I couldn't get in touch with you before meeting you at Fire Club.No wonder you didn't answer my Calls..."

After listening to his complaints, Christina got out of the car and went back with a servant of the Hopkins Family.

She picked up her bag and suddenly thought of something.

She immediately took out her cell phone.

Sure enough, Charles called her twice, and...

She felt complicated and this emotion showed on her face.

Her eyes were fixed on the missed calls.

Patrick had called her twelve times...

‘’He must be with his Miss Jones now” 

Christina went back to the bedroom, feeling depressed.She slammed the door shut, feeling agitated for no reason.

Patrick looked irritated and slammed the door with a bang.

"Patrick..."

The woman in the passenger seat called out to him softly with concern.

"Patrick, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

Patrick's face was gloomy.

He turned and glared at the familiar face beside him.

Cecilia was somewhat flustered by his deep gaze.

"Patrick, you came to Fire Club for me?"

Cecilia's voice was tinged with guilt when she explained in a soft voice.

"Some of my colleagues forced me to come over, saying I had to have this meal with the producer.’’ As she spoke, she looked frightened and held Patrick's hand in fear.

Her voice trembled.

"I didn't expect Fire Club would be so messy.It was really scary.Those people were really outrageous..."