My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 96

"Stop drinking."

Christina helped Crystal, who was drunk, into the ladies' room to prevent her from falling into the toilet, but Crystal was not grateful and angry. "Christina, I want to break up with you!"

"You said you didn't know Mark. However, you had sex with my Prince Charming and you got pregnant..." Crystal belched and glared at Christina angrily.

"Christina, you lied to me. Tell me! What else are you hiding from me?"

Crystal was drunk and was getting bolder. She yelled at Christina, but Christina was expressionless. Christina smelled alcohol on Crystal and pushed her straight into a cubicle.

"Hurry up," she said coldly.

There was still no sound in the cubicle. Christina hesitated for a moment and kicked the door of the bathroom with her right foot. "Crystal, hurry up, or I'll go in and help you take off your pants!"

Inside, Crystal was muddleheaded, but Christina was domineering, so Crystal was scared and she quickly relieved herself.

"She is so fierce. How could Mark marry her..." Crystal could not help but mutter in grief.

Her mind was in a mess, but she still thought that her fierce best friend and Mark were indeed a perfect match. However, Crystal resented Christina for keeping her in the dark.

"Christina! Christina! You said your husband and I are in the same company..." After Crystal had relieved herself, she stumbled out of the cubicle and questioned Christina.

"I think I saw Patrick in room 1001 just now..."

"Patrick? How could that be... IP&G Group is having its quarterly celebration party tonight. He should be at the party..."

Crystal had just left the ladies' room and was a little confused. She watched two men in their 50s walk by, talking.

"Patrick..." She mumbled the name vaguely.

IP&G Group, Patrick...

The next second, Crystal screamed. "Christina."

Christina had been idly gazing at a potted plant on the left side of the corridor and turned to see Crystal running over in a murderous manner.

"Christina?" A man's voice came from the other end of the corridor.

She was surprised when she saw the man in front of her, Cory.

When Cory saw her, he was also surprised and walked towards her. "Christina, are you here to have fun? I'm here tonight to negotiate a project, or I'll treat you..."

Crystal, who was drunk, ran over, put her arms around Christina's shoulders excitedly, and shouted angrily, "Patrick is my big boss. You married him, but you didn't tell me. I want to break up with you!"

"Calm down."

Christina looked embarrassed and glared at Crystal, who was drunk and courageous.

She turned to look at Cory and said in a calm tone, "I'm leaving first."

There was nothing more they wanted to say to each other.

Cory stood there with a complicated expression as he watched Christina walk towards room 1001 with a drunk woman...

"Was that the Young Madam of Hopkins Family?"

Two middle-aged men in suits walked out of the men's room. They looked surprised. "Patrick is really here."

One of the men smiled fawningly at Cory and asked, "Mr. Geoffrey, why don't we go over and say hello to your cousin..."

"F*ck off."

Cory stared at the door of room 100, his face darkening a little. He gritted his teeth and yelled, "Get out of here."

His business partners were taken aback. They didn't know when they pissed him off.

"Cory, what's wrong?"

The people in room 1002 were all thrown out. They looked confused and didn't dare to ask anymore. They came over with the contract tonight and were ready to sign it. They really didn't understand what was going on with the Young Master Geoffrey, so they had to leave with the briefcase.

"Get out, all of you."

Cory sat on the sofa in the middle of the room. He poured himself two large glasses of brandy and drank them all in one gulp. The moment the liquor hit his throat, it was so hot that his heart and lungs burned unpleasantly.

"Cory, you're crazy. Stop drinking." A familiar female voice came from beside him. She was eager to snatch the glass from his hand.

"Get out of here."

His mind was in a fog. He looked up and his eyes were bloodshot as he glared at the woman in heavy makeup. "Carrie, get out of here!"

"You are crazy! Boss Chen just agreed to sign the contract. Why are you..."

Bang-

Cory grabbed the crystal wine glass from the table and slammed it on the floor, looking at her fiercely. "Get out of here now, Carrie! Don't let me see you again!"

The debris flew everywhere, and Carrie's face paled in fright. Seeing him grab the half bottle of brandy and drink it widely, Carrie looked angry and had mixed feelings.

"Cory, what are you doing now? For Christina, you've ruined your company, the reputation of the Geoffrey Family and even your daughter..."

"Daughter? How dare you mention your daughter to me? Carrie, you brought back a child given birth by a surrogate mother and lied to me."

Cory suddenly stood up, reeking of alcohol. He suddenly put his right arm around her neck and pulled Carrie in front of him. "You can do anything for fame and money... You even teamed up with Patrick to set me up!"

Then he fiercely pushed her hard onto the couch and he was on top of her. He was resentful and tore at her clothes to vent his anger.

She was pained by his rough movements. He used her purely as an instrument for his sexual desires.

Carrie's eyes were filled with tears, and she felt humiliated. She pushed him away hurriedly. "Cory, go away. Don't touch me."

"Why? Don't pretend to be aloof and unwilling to have sex with me," Cory was strong and pinched her jaw with his right hand. He gritted his teeth and was ridiculed. "Didn't you say that we already got the marriage certificate? You're the one who wants to be Young Madam of the Geoffrey Family, so you've tried your best to be with me. Carrie, what right do you have to refuse me?"

"Are you so angry because of Christina, who is in the next room?!"

He had drunk too much, so he was violent. Carrie's jaw was bruised by him, and she bore his heavy body. She looked at the man above her head and shouted angrily.

"Cory, you don't love her. You just don't want to lose to Patrick. It doesn't matter to you whom you have sex with. Don't pretend to be infatuated. When I came back, you are obsessed with my body and you even said you loved me..."

"Shut up."

"Shut up."

He looked sulky, and he retorted angrily. It seemed that she had seen through him. He got up from her and was in a trance. "No..."

"If it weren't for Patrick, I wouldn't have divorced her and we would lead a happy life." He was drowsy and his eyes were bloodshot. He clenched his hands into fists and shouted to vent his anger.

"She was mine. I lost her because of Patrick. He was the one who set me up!"

Carrie watched as he ran out of the room in a huff. "Cory, where are you going?"