Chapter 33
“How is that possible? This is your
WhatsApp account…”
Carrie handed her the phone. Connie looked at the screen and immediately became nervous.
“It’s usually my manager who helps me with my Twitter and WhatsApp” Connie felt that someone was
manipulating it and immediately called
her manager, who said that he didn’t
post it today.
Connie was in a panic.
She suddenly thought of something She knew that some people could easily get her password…
Sis. if you didn’t send the text, then who did it.”
Carrie looked puzzled. Just as she asked, a tall figure happened to stride past a corridor on her left.
Carrie looked into the man’s deep eyes and was stunned.
Patrick glanced at them coldly, holding a stack of documents in his right hand, and strode past them.
Carrie and Connie’s hearts trembled.
With that cold look, he was clearly
warning.
“It’s him?”
Carrie spoke in a trembling voice and
immediately grabbed Connie’s hand in
fear. “Sis, what are we going to do? Did he know about the kidnapping of Christina last time.”
Carrie quickly consoled herself. “No way. Cecilia has come back, so he doesn’t care about Christina’s kidnapping anymore.” Otherwise, according to his character, he must have done something already.
But just now…
Connie’s mind was in a mess. Clearly. It was Patrick who sent the WhatsApp
text to Carrie
“Why did he suddenly ask me to bring the child to Hopkins Family?” Carrie
was frightened.
Connie’s face was filled with fear. “I
don’t know.”
Patrick wanted Carrie to marry Cory? But why did he do that…
What exactly did he want to do?
“Who knows what he’s thinking? He’s so hard to deal with Patrick, you bastard…”
Christina had a rough day. She soaked in warm water in the bathtub, splashing the water angrily, creating bubbles
Donald and Cory had already left, but
Christina had no appetite. She didn’t
even have dinner tonight. She was alone in her bedroom, sulking.
Originally, she thought that a bath
would calm her down. However, she became Toгe upset
Cory and Carrie were about to get married. Donald was biased against the two bitches sumamed Ye, and Patrick was angry at her for no
reason…
it all my fault? Why is it so unfair? Why!” Her cheeks were flushed with anger and she had been venting
She felt a little dizzy. When she tried to get up, she found
she fell back
bathtub.
water in it, she was not hurt. Just as she was about to call the maid, she heard the door open
help me?
in the bathtub,
The voice was cold with suppressed
head and looked at the person
daze.
she could see
person seemed to be
went forward
of the bathtub…
with the tip of her nose. “What are you doing? Can’t you be gentle.” She
that he wanted
feel a
front of
catch a cold,
were spoken, Christina instantly looked up, only to
was Patrick
she complained, “Patrick, don’t pull my hair
at her reddish face. He grabbed a towel in his right
served a
lot of effort to
“Christina! Turn over.”
was still wet on her forehead. She lay on him like
had no choice but to
point it at
dryer to blow my face? It’s so
her and she struggled to resist
Patrick was really not good at blowing her hair. The hot fan blew
“Please stop. Stop.”
nervous and wanted to go in, but they didn’t dare. The voice
appealing
there was a thud
room!
eachother, fearing that something bad had happened.
they could finish speaking the two
shock.
was the
you want?
tone, she quickly turned
be honest, Patrick’s body was hard, which made her uncomfortable.
was lying on the soft bed with dry hair. She enjoyed this moment
to sleep,”
her eyes.
meant that he should not
her!
and stared at her hatefully. He had married her for a month and he had been
patient.
Patrick was angry and
over the sleeping woman on the bed to prevent
“Christina, you’re troublesome.”
of burning eyes staring at her. She turned away from him and prevented him from
unhappy and
He propped his head up with his right hand, his eyes still
going to
Cory had provoked her, and she immediately
don’t dare to go because you care about him, right?!” Patrick’s voice immediately cooled
she mumbled, “I don’t want to. I don’t want to see
of something unhappy and she felt
bullied me.” Christina rarely spoke with such grievances. She usually pretended to be tough, and she
her own.
Her words shocked him.
her
it was the first time
her so fragile.
“Who bullied you?”
closer to her with his right hand