My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 100

"I know you're angry. Don't hang up!"

"I don't know who saved me...I didn't leave Patrick at the scene of the car accident. I didn't ignore his life. I want to know how he is now. Charles, I beg you, tell me..."

Christina held the phone and said in an anxious tone.

She and Charles were close friends, but it was based on Patrick's approval of her. But now...

She knew that she shouldn't bother Charles, but she had no choice. She didn't know who else to ask about it.

Charles's voice on the other end of the phone was very cold and distant. "Christina, I'm not in the mood to guess who your protector is right now. The Hopkins Group is in a mess now. You'd better stay safely in the hospital. No one has time to talk to you!"

After he finished speaking, his face turned cold and he was about to hang up.

"I'm going to the United States to look for Patrick." She suddenly roared in anger.

Charles was stunned.

Then he said with a darkened face and gritted his teeth, "Christina, you have to be insensible. If it wasn't for Patrick, you wouldn't even have the right to talk to us. Don't waste my time!"

He said in a direct and cruel tone.

Christina pursed her lips tightly, looking inferior.

Indeed...If it wasn't for Patrick, how could those rich guys like Charles and Chandler make friends with her?

"I know he's at the private hospital in Seattle...I'll go myself."

Finally, she said it in a low serious stubborn tone.

She could do whatever she wanted to do without begging them.

"Christina, I asked you to stay in the country. Did you hear that? Are you trying to make things worse for us? Don't you think we're bothered enough right now?!" Charles was so angry that he yelled.

"I won't bring trouble to you. I just want to see him."

Christina was so emotional that her eyes reddened and she raised her voice to shout.

She had been depressed in the hospital for the past few days. She wanted to leave, but the bodyguards outside the door stopped her. She tried to ask them about Patrick, but they all ignored her.

She was very worried about him and was desperate to know how he was now...

She sat on the bed, with the hospital's white sheets smelling of disinfectant. In the ward of the white ceiling and the walls, and the locked front door, she was alone and aloof.

"Charles, I know I'm useless, and I can't help you. But I promise I won't make any trouble for you. Can you let me go to America?"

She held the phone tightly and lowered her head. Tears slid down from the corners of her eyes, and she begged him in a low voice.

She didn't like to cry, but she was terrified for some reason.

The more she didn't know anything, the more she panicked and was scared.

"Christina, he didn't even want his life in order to save you. You are really a stupid pig. We can not let anything happen to you!" Charles was furious.

"...You said you were going to the United States yourself. If anything happens to you, you should be responsible for it. It's none of my business!"

Then Charles hung up.

Charles's face was dark and his expression was complicated. His voice was a little anxious just now, and he seemed to hear her crying...

Damn it!

It was Patrick who cultivated this evil woman!

"He didn't even want his life in order to save you...We can not let anything happen to you."

Christina was a little dizzy now. She looked at her phone, and the words that Charles had just yelled at her angrily echoed in her ears.

Some feelings could not be ignored no matter how much she warned herself.

She knew that Patrick was very good to her...But she couldn't afford to fall in love with him. She didn't dare to think about it...

Taking a deep breath, she quickly got up from the bed and changed her clothes, packed her things, and prepared to go to America.

It was because she was too timid and lowly. She shouldn't have been deliberately ignoring his good intentions. She was really ashamed and guilty now.

"Patrick, you must get better."

She mumbled with a dull expression as she packed her bag.

What if something really happened to him...

"Patrick's operation was successful, and his condition has stabilized."

Christina waited anxiously in the hospital for most of the day. Around 10 pm, Charles finished his work and finally had time to come and look for her.

However, when he walked into the ward and saw Christina's sad and listless appearance, Charles was a little anxious inexplicably and snorted angrily.

"Christina, don't look like a ghost. Patrick will think I'm bullying you when he sees you!"

"Patrick's awake?" Christina suddenly became agitated.

Charles looked at her with a dark face. "No."

"Patrick is very badly injured! Thank your protector very much for not saving him. He lost a lot of blood when he was rescued. And he has broken bones and many wounds. He is still unconscious now." Charles said with anger.

Although he didn't know who secretly saved Christina, that person was really immoral. He knew there were other injured people in the car accident, but he only sent Christina to the hospital and didn't save the others.

"Charles, if I had a choice, I would have hoped that Patrick was the one saved by others..." Christina's voice became lower and sadder.

Then she walked out of the ward with her small bag with no expression on her face.

Charles stood there, looking at her slender figure with astonishment.

He frowned slightly, pursed his lips, and walked out of the hospital with her without saying anything more. Although it was late at night, they both wanted to reach the United States as soon as possible.

It seemed that she was really worried about Patrick.

They drove all the way to A City's international airport. The bright night lights on both sides of the road sped back. Christina tilted her head and looked out the window thoughtfully.

Charles raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her beautiful, frowning, dignified profile.

"Patrick's car accident wasn't that serious. It is mainly because of his old injury..." He suddenly spoke.

Christina heard his voice and immediately turned to look at him.

Charles looked hesitant and didn't want to elaborate. "Six years ago, Patrick and another friend had a serious car accident, and they were both seriously injured...Although Patrick was discharged from the hospital later, his wounds were still not healed, so you often see him suffer from migraines after staying up all night or getting wet in the rain. He's in great pain, but he doesn't like to take painkillers. He always endures it himself..."

Christina rarely heard of Patrick's past. She looked dazed and asked subconsciously, "Why did he get into a car accident six years ago..."

"Don't ask about it," Charles remembered the past and looked a little annoyed.

There were so many puzzles to work on.

'Patrick, you should be fine, no, you must be fine. Our two sons can't live without his father. And I can't live without you. Please, don't fail me.'