My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 71

"What are you doing?!"

"Cecilia, you b*tch, stay away from my husband!"

When Carrie drove past the kindergarten, she saw Cory, and Cecilia's body was pressed against Cory. She got out of the car in a rage and rushed over, pushing Cecilia away.

"Who's the b*tch, Carrie? Didn't you steal your husband from Christina..."

Cecilia has pushed away but was not angry. Instead, she smiled and ridiculed Carrie.

"What did you say?!"

Carrie's face darkened instantly, and she took a big step forward as if she was about to pounce on Cecilia and tear her apart.

"We are in public. Stop it."

Cory standing there, silent, reached out and grabbed Carrie.

Carrie looked angry and like she didn't want to give up, but she didn't dare to mess around in public. She looked up, glared at Cecilia, and shot her a warning look.

While Cecilia put on a perfect smile and gently said to Cory. "Don't forget to come to me..."

"When did you hook up with that b*tch?"

As soon as Carrie got into the car, she immediately shook his arm nervously and asked.

"Are you crazy? I have nothing to do with her."

Cory looked in the direction of Cecilia's departure and remembered what she had just said. He shook off Carrie's hand impatiently, stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove steadily down the highway.

Carrie sat in the passenger seat and yelled angrily at the man beside her. "Cory, don't try to lie to me. That b*tch was pressed against your body!"

"Cory, we have been married. I'm your wife now. But you are still thinking about your ex-wife, Christina, right? This b*tch looks so similar to her..."

"Shut up!"

Cory's face was gloomy. He clenched the steering wheel with her right hand. He could not control himself and yelled at her as she shouted and mentioned Christina's name.

"Carrie, I told you, once we are married, I won't have an affair, believe it or not. At least, Christina was willing to believe me..." Cory's voice dropped, tinged with complex emotions.

During the three years of marriage between him and Christina, she had always believed in him, but he cheated on her...

If Carrie had not suddenly returned from abroad with his daughter, he wouldn't get a divorce but remained to be indifferent to Christina.

Carrie saw the guilt on his face clearly and immediately bit her lips, angry and not willing to accept this.

The look in his eyes made her more worried than when she saw him snuggling up with Cecilia. He really cared about his ex-wife...

"Cory, I told you a long time ago that I came back because our daughter wanted to see her father. I didn't want to break up your family. It was you who said you didn't love Christina at all. You asked her to get a divorce, and you took her naked pictures..."

Carrie lowered her head and her voice became aggrieved as she sobbed. "Do you know that those people are saying that I stole Christina's husband and that I'm a homewrecker..."

Cory's face was grim and livid. As he listened to her cry and talk about the past, he became even more agitated. The car got off the highway and stopped abruptly at the red light.

He took a deep breath and opened said to her as gently as he could. "Carrie, you are being paranoid."

"We've got married, and we're going to have a wedding soon. As for Christina..."

He paused for a moment, then turned around and glanced casually at the window. "I've been decorating our new house recently. I found something Christina left behind in the apartment. I just wanted to send those items to her..."

"Why not use the express?" His tone became gentle, Carrie did not dare to be unreasonable for fear of offending him.

"No."

However, Cory was a little tough this time. The light in front of him turned green. He stepped on the accelerator and thought for a long time before continuing, "That's Christina's wooden box. I have to return it to her personally."

It was ridiculous that although he had been married to her for three years, he didn't know anything about Christina's family background, her parents, or her hobbies.

But this rosewood box, which Christina had locked in a secret drawer in her closet, had always been very precious to her.

This wooden box, as Christina had said, seemed to be the only thing left by her missing childhood friend, named Eric or something.

"What's in that wooden box?" Carrie was alert and curious.

Cory's face changed and immediately changed the subject. "Our daughter said that she wants to wear the pink princess dress at our wedding next week..."

"This is my wedding. I just want it to be perfect. Her pink dress doesn't match my white dress. Or she can't attend the wedding. Your family only cares about our daughter, and they don't care about me. Do whatever you want. It's up to you and your family anyway!"

Carrie angrily turned to look at the window. Every time she asked him about Christina, he deliberately changed the subjects, and he was always partial to their daughter.

Cory had thought that she was just jealous of him being better to their daughter, but now, he saw Carrie's gloomy side face, he couldn't help thinking of something else.

[Is your daughter not very close to Carrie?]

Cecilia just told him about this, but why did she know this?

He looked down and his eyes fell on the screen of his phone. Cecilia had entered her phone number into his phone...

He wasn't interested in having a mistress, but...

The car stopped in front of the Hampton Family, and Carrie got out of the car. But Cory turned the car around and went straight back to the company.

He typed very quickly on his phone and sent a text message. [Meet me in Beachside Hotel tonight. You said before that Patrick plotted something against me. What is it exactly... ]

The phone vibrated and a new message came in.

Christina looked curiously at the screen of her phone on the bedside table. The line of text flashed, so she didn't see the message clearly. But she saw it was sent by a private hospital in Seattle.

"... Are you awake?" She read the text and reached out to grab her phone.

"Don't touch my phone."

However, the man in the bathroom called out to her in a low, anxious voice.

Then Patrick walked over quickly. He grabbed his cell phone as if he didn't like people intruding on his privacy.

Christina was yelled at and immediately withdrew her hand guiltily before she turned to look at him awkwardly.

"There was a new message from the United States... saying that someone woke up."

She suddenly remembered something and reminded Patrick, who was always busy. "Grandpa just asked to go to the Hampton Family this afternoon. Don't forget..."

Cory and Carrie would have a wedding soon, and the Hopkins Family would be there. On the day of the wedding, it was a little improper for her, Cory's ex-wife to go, but she had to go over for dinner tonight.

She reached the bedroom door, but the man inside still did not reply to her.

Christina frowned and looked back, a little dissatisfied. "Hey, don't get caught up in your meetings. If you don't go tonight, grandpa will be angry again..."

Before she could finish her words, she noticed that Patrick's face was complicated. He looked perplexed but also surprised. He stared at the phone and was stunned.

"Patrick, are you okay?" She had never seen him look so shocked.

"I need to go to the United States right now..."