Spoil My Errant Wife (Patrick and Christina) novel Chapter 68

"Hopkins Family seems to have changed a lot this year..."

The butler chuckled as he took a plate of fruit and approached them.

Mr.Hopkins looked at the piano on his left and then turned to look at Christina, who was drinking juice in a huff.

Old Master seemed to be in a good mood.

He laughed heartily.

"When Christina gives birth to the child, the Hopkins Family will be more different.Hahaha..."

"When the baby is born, I will leave!"

Christina did not know why the old man was smiling so happily.Anyway, she was very unhappy now.

"Ma'am, please don't drink too much juice now.Dinner is coming."

The butler said as he turned to walk towards the east villa.

Mr.Hopkins suddenly shouted, "Christina, go and get that bastard over for dinner"

Christina was stunned and looked very reluctant.

Why? The last thing she wanted to see right now was the cold-faced man! As soon as Patrick came back, he went to the study on the second floor.

The lock on the door here was custom-made.

There were many documents and materials stored here, which he did not want others to know about.

Looking thoughtfully at the fifth row of bookshelves, he remembered that Christina said she had entered his study.

Did she see those documents? How dare she sneak in! He really underestimated her.

Patrick was a little angry, but he wasn't so furious...

What could he do with her? As long as he started to scold her, she would keep a straight face and retort him! Suddenly, Patrick felt that Charles was right.

Women shouldn't be spoiled, or they would become more unscrupulous! He didn't want her to be afraid of him, but he wanted her to be more obedient.

What a contradiction! Patrick sat on his desk chair, his brows suddenly furrowed, his elbows resting on the glass table, and his right hand clutching his head.

It hurt.

He lowered his head and smiled bitterly for no reason.He was not sure which caused him to be uncomfortable, Christina or the fever.

Patrick seemed to be in great pain.He pulled a few strands of his short black hair off and suppressed the pain.

"Mr.Hopkins, do you want to call a doctor?"

The bodyguard on the side hesitated for a long time before he dared to speak.Patrick never liked to be interfered with, including when he was unwell.

"Continue to send more people to investigate the identity of that man.Report any news immediately..."

Patrick did not raise his head and ordered in a cold, deep voice, "Get out!"

He often had migraines, but he could handle them.

After he left the hospital today, he met Cory, who said, "You don't really know Christina.You can't even find out who saved her..."

Patrick admitted that he was inexplicably agitated because Cory said, "don't know her".

So he was eager to find out the identity of the man.The two bodyguards in the study respectfully walked out.

He adjusted his breathing slightly, lowered his eyes, and continued to review the documents on the table.

Even his breath was hot, but he still had a lot of work to do.

There were more than a dozen expedited group final judgment documents, as well as the Preston Family case proposal, and...

His eyes suddenly darkened and he fixed his gaze on the medical record report with the conspicuous blue logo at the bottom, which was sent by the famous American medical institution.

This was last week's report, and he had been reading it carefully every week since six years ago.

He picked up the medical record report, which was only six pages long.

He felt it heavy.

Her eyes were fixed on the documents and he read them word by word...

Allofasudden, he slapped the documents back onto the table, frowning and leaning back weakly against the chair, his head half raised, his face pale.

It seemed that he was trying to endure a sharp pain.

He was panting with his eyes closed and his chest heaved, trying to ease the discomfort.

Although there was no one else in the room, he still didn't allow himself to act like an incompetent weakling.

There were still many things to do, and some people needed him...

"Ma'am, sir is working inside..."

"Grandpa asked me to come over!"

Christina didn't want to be here at all.

Just then, a small sound came from outside the door, so Patrick suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked at the monitor screen on the left wall immediately.

It was her outside the study.

The migraine was torturing him.

No matter how much he tried, he could not hide the pallor on his face.

"Ma'am, sir told me that no one could enter.’’ 

The bodyguard repeated seriously.

The bodyguards were trained by Patrick in the United States and had little to do with the Hopkins Family.

Therefore, they would only show proper respect to Patrick and Christina, but would not listen to them.

Christina's face was darkened.

She knew that Patrick's men had the same bad temper as their master.

When she got back in the car, what Patrick said had already upset her.

Her grandfather forced her to come over and call him for dinner, but she was given a cold shoulder.

Christina was petty and decided to turn around and leave.

"Why does she come here?"

Suddenly, the bodyguard's tiny headphones made some noise.The two bodyguards outside the door subconsciously held their headphones in their right hands.

Just now, they heard Patrick's words clearly and looked suspiciously at a surveillance camera overhead.

They thought that Patrick should have seen her coming.

Christina noticed that they were holding the tiny earphones by their ears with their right hands.

She hesitated and stared at them.