Spoil My Errant Wife (Patrick and Christina) novel Chapter 98

 "Sit down."

Patrick pushed her into a taxi and helped her fasten her seat belt.

After all, it was not a car from the Hopkins, so he didn't trust those "outsiders" at all.

The driver was under pressure.

Although he did not know the two passengers, the man glanced at him, and his cold eyes seemed to tell him to drive safely.

"How're your feet?"

The car started slowly.

Patrick sat beside her and frowned at her legs.

Christina was acting like a hooligan just now.

Her act of sitting directly on the road surprised Patrick, making him think that her feet cramped because of pregnancy and it was very urgent, so he even didn't wait for the driver of the Hopkins and directly took a taxi back.

Christina felt embarrassed when he looked at her.

She lowered her head guiltily and was thinking about how to deceive him.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

She perked up, immediately taking out her phone and pressing the answer button.

"Christina, have you met Patrick?"

It was Mr.Hopkins.

Christina was surprised and replied truthfully, "Yes, we're going back together.”

The old man on the other end of the phone heard her and didn't ask any more questions.

He just said, "If you encounter any trouble in the future, just tell him.He is your husband..."

"Grandpa, did something happen?"

Christina was really confused.

"He didn't tell you? That bastard heard you wanted to borrow money, so he called you in a hurry and directly drove out to look for you..."

Christina blushed inexplicably again.

"Didn't he just pass by?"

"He went specially to see you."

Old Master Mr.Hopkins said that heavily, feeling that those two people were really..He didn't want to care about those young people anymore.

He just felt that what they did was really troublesome.

The old man hung up, and Christina looked at the screen in a daze.

The man next to her could vaguely hear their conversation on the phone.

He pursed his lips and gazed at her profile, wanting to say something.

"How's your feet?"

He repeated in a complicated tone.

Christina lowered her head, not daring to look straight into his burning eyes.

She shook her long legs and said, "I'm fine" 

Patrick looked at her childish action and smiled slightly in anger.

In fact, it was much easier to serve Christina than he had expected during her pregnancy.

She had no vomiting and was occasionally picky about food, but she was unlike some pregnant women who were depressed and irritable.

And she would not act coquettishly.

In a word, she was relatively obedient.

"Next month, I will hand over my work to Shawn, so I will have time to stay at home with you."

He suddenly changed the subject in a plain tone.

When Christina heard what he said, she looked up at him in shock.

She stammered as if she felt extremely flattered, "I, I'm fine at home.Grandpa and the others are very nice to me, so you don't..."

He looked at the nervousness on her face and frowned, wanting to say something.

But all of a sudden, he urged the driver anxiously, "Turn right!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the driver looked in the rearview mirror with astonishment.

Behind them was a white Bentley that seemed to have gone crazy.

It was driven at an excessive speed and was charging right at them...

The driver seemed to be in a panic.

He wanted to brake to avoid the car, and he turned the steering wheel with trembling hands...

The car suddenly took a big turn, making Christina feel very dizzy, and her face turned pale with fright.

But they didn't avoid the white Bentley behind them.

Christina widened her eyes as she looked at the bright light reflected from the rearview mirror.

A familiar face flashed on that car.

It was Cory...