Spoil My Errant Wife (Patrick and Christina) novel Chapter 53

Perhaps because she was too tired recently, Christina who had planned to take a nap on the plane fell into a deep sleep.

She was even carried off the plane to the Hopkins House without waking up.

When she woke up, it was eight o'clock the next morning.

Christina was used to looking at the man beside her every morning she opened her eyes.

She looked a little awkward and surprised that he hadn't gotten up yet.

She was lying on the same bed as him, covered with the same quilt and holding the same marriage license, but she was not happy at all when she looked at his face that was handsome enough to captivate any woman.

“Am I his wife?Christina wasn't sure either, but she thought through something since the last time she bled in the hotel.She didn't deserve such a powerful, handsome man.Carefully removing Patrick's arm from her waist, she moved away from him and wanted to get out of bed quickly.Morning.”

The man next to her suddenly opened his eyes, put his arm around her waist, and pulled her back.

"Morning..."

Christina was pulled back into his arms, the tip of her nose hitting his chest as she nervously pushed him away.

Patrick looked down at her reddish profile.he was rejecting him.

Ever since the massive hemorrhage at the hotel in C City, she had become much more obedient but she had become increasingly distant.

"I'm hungry.I need to get up."

Christina explained herself casually.

She was hungry, which meant the child in her belly was hungry, and the Hopkins Family always prioritized everything concerned with the child.

Patrick didn't stop her, so Christina immediately got out of bed and went straight into the bathroom, slamming the bathroom door shut.

Patrick didn't like to sleep late.

He woke up a long time ago, but since he had just come back, he didn't want to go to work for the time being.

He thought it would be good to just lie in bed with her.

He sat up and frowned as he looked at the closed bathroom door.

After washing up, the two of them had a simple breakfast and went to the Main Residence of the Hopkins Family.

Mr.Hopkins was surprised to see Patrick coming with Christina.

He was in a good mood and muttered, "Has the company been closed down?"

Christina had been used to the way Mr.Hopkins got along with Patrick.

Actually, Mr.Hopkins, the venerable and eccentric old man, was actually very childish.

"It's Saturday,"

Patrick replied expressionlessly.

"Patrick, you haven't had a holiday since you came back to take over the company.’’ 

The butler smiled as he made tea for them and asked with concern, "Young madam, are you with the RH-AB blood type?"

Christina sat away from Patrick on purpose and nodded.

"Yes."

The last time she was in a coma due to bleeding in C City, she was lucky to have hit the wrong button and called Cory.

He had come in time, and he happened to be with the RH-AB blood type.

Otherwise, she would have kicked the bucket.

"Get the hospital to prepare the blood for delivery.'' Mr.Hopkins commanded the butler.

"I already did.’’ Patrick glanced at Christina who was sitting opposite him and suddenly said that.

Mr.Hopkins and the butler looked at each other in surprise.

They were wondering when Patrick started to care about these trivial matters.

Patrick didn't say much.

He seemed to be very busy.

He got up from the sofa, stepped away, and went straight back to the study.

The butler and others knew that Patrick had been in C City for a week, and there must be a lot of documents he needed to approve.

Next month was the 50th anniversary of the founding of IP&G Group.

"I heard that you were bleeding and unconscious at a hotel in C City.Cory came to you in time and saved you..."

"Wasn't that brat with you at that time? Why didn't you call him?"

Hearing this, Patrick who was near the stairs slowed down a little.

Christina was stunned, and there were mixed emotions in her eyes.

"The child is very healthy now..."

Her long eyelashes drooped and she did not answer it directly.

Mr.Hopkins's brows were slightly raised.

Seeing her expression, he knew she did not want to talk about that day.

A thought flashed across Patrick's eyes, and he walked straight upstairs.

"By the way, Ma'am, as to the wedding of the Hampton Family..."