Spoil My Errant Wife (Patrick and Christina) novel Chapter 7

Christina was struggling, and her right hand accidentally tripped the bedside crystal lamp.

With a clang, the debris flew...

""Ma'‘am, is something wrong?"

Nanny Faang, who was outside the door, heard the sound and immediately ran in nervously.

But she bumped into Patrick pressing Christina on the bed.

She froze at the door, not knowing whether to stay or leave.

Christina was so embarrassed.

"Go away, go away!"

She pushed the man hard.

Patrick looked at her coldly as if he had suddenly lost interest and stood up straight.

Without saying a word, he strode out of the room.

Christina was relieved to see him leave.

The way Patrick looked at her just now was strange, which seemed to be contradictory, hateful, and he seemed to be in a nostalgic state.

Christina frowned, wondering why Patrick's look was so weird.

It was two in the morning and the room was quiet.

Christina stood by the bed.

She lowered her head to look down at her toes with a stiff expression.

In Hopkins Family, she felt like an outsider.

Nanny Faang swiftly cleaned up the debris on the ground.

She caught a glimpse of Christina's unhappy expression and persuaded her, "Our Young Master has been aloof since he was a kid.He probably went to the study to sleep tonight."

But then Nanny Faang became hesitant.

"Patrick...doesn't want to have an intimate relationship with any girls.He has only had one girlfriend since he was a child."

Patrick's girlfriend? Who was so unlucky that was liked by him? When Christina heard this, surprise appeared on her face.

Why didn't he marry the one he liked? Looking at the kind-hearted Nanny Faang, Christina was about to ask.

She curiously wanted to know more about him.

But Nanny Faang didn’t dare to say much, and she walked towards the door.

She said in a haste, "Ma'am, you are pregnant and you should rest early.And there's a habit in Hopkins Family, you should have breakfast with Mr.Hopkins."

Then she heard a click.

The door was closed again.

In the silence of the room, Christina lay back on the bed, looking at the luxurious ceiling above her in a daze, unable to sleep.

The Hopkins Family was foreign to her, and Patrick was temperamental and unapproachable...

The clock on the wall was ticking, and she lifted the blanket to cover her head.

"I have to have breakfast with that old man in Hopkins Family tomorrow morning..."

Christina was very anxious the whole night.

The sky growly became bright.

"Ma'am, it's time to get up."

Early in the morning, a maid knocked on the door and walked in.

Christina looked at each other with dark circles under her eyes and looked haggard.

Her thoughts were in a mess all night and she couldn't sleep.

And she was just a little sleepy now, so the lack of sleep made her feel a little upset.

Then she looked at the clock on the wall.

It was only five o'clock.

‘Five oclock! It was only five o'clock! But the old man in Hopkins Family wants me to greet him! ‘These rich people are really troublesome: She could not help but complain in a low voice.

But Christina was only complaining secretly.

She had no human rights because she was just an outsider in the Hopkins Family.

Everything should be done according to the rules of the Hopkins Family, and she had to be careful.

She went into the bathroom to wash up, changed her clothes, and followed the maid to the dining room.

When Christina arrived at the dining room, she saw Mr.Hopkins and Patrick had already sat down.

They did not talk, but each held a newspaper in their hands.

The atmosphere was a little solemn.

Christina glanced at the old man and thought for a while.

"Good morning, Mr.Hopkins."

She greeted him nervously.

Although the old man was nearly eighty years old, his body was strong and his face was serious.

When he heard Christina's greeting, he did not even raise his head, but just looked at the butler beside him.

The butler immediately understood and quickly asked the servants to serve breakfast.

He turned to Christina and smiled kindly.

"Ma'am, please come over here..."

The butler signaled her to sit on Patrick's left.

Christina nodded at the butler but hesitated.

She didn't want to sit next to Patrick.

Just then, Patrick raised his head and looked at her...

Patrick's eyes were cold and indifferent as if he were looking at an irrelevant person.

Then he put down the newspaper and ignored her.

Christina had no choice but to sit reluctantly on his left.

The servants quickly put breakfast on the table and prepared various food, including scallop porridge, paste, milk, and so on.

Patrick and Mr.Hopkins did not speak during the meal.

They ate gracefully and quietly.