My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 103

After returning to the hotel, Christina was on tenterhooks.

She felt something was wrong.

Why did grandpa suddenly become unconcerned? And Charles's expression was also strange...

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Someone knocked on the door, so she rushed forward to open the door. Looking at the man in front of her, who had a complicated expression, she said, "Charles, what did grandpa tell you?"

"Pack up and fly back to A City in an hour."

He did not answer her, but ordered in a deep voice.

"Fly back to A City in an hour?"

Raising her head, she looked at him at the door. She lowered her eyes and thought for a while. Then she bit her lips and asked, "Why?"

"Grandpa asked you to arrange for me to leave Seattle?"

His expression changed slightly and he turned his head away, not wanting to meet her gaze.

He reminded her in a cold voice, "In short, you should prepare as soon as possible. If you are hungry, you could eat on the plane. Time is up. Hurry up..."

"Did something happen to Patrick?" She stepped forward immediately and interrupted him.

"Charles, what exactly did grandpa tell you? It must have something to do with Patrick, right?" She kept asking with clear eyes.

"Nothing," he didn't want to tell him.

"Charles, I know I got him into trouble. He protected me, so he was seriously injured..."

"It has nothing to do with this accident!"

Looking at her guilty expression, for some reason, he retorted irritably.

Hearing this, she was even more confused, "What exactly is that..."

"We're not sure yet..." He paused and then muttered in a deep tone, "Patrick has been hiding from us all these years." He said softly.

How to deal with this...

"Patrick is not in danger at the moment. You are not needed here. You pack up and leave immediately." Charles didn't give her a chance to speak, turned around, and left.

"You're not needed here."

Standing at the door, she watched him stride away.

Perhaps Charles and Judy thought that she was not a doctor and she could do nothing to help, so she was not needed here.

But when Christina heard it, she felt pained.

Because she couldn't do anything... She lowered her head, and her eyes filled with inferiority and guilt, "I can't help him."

She turned back to the suite and gently closed the door.

She was the only one in the spacious and luxurious suite.

Grandpa and the others thought she was a hindrance, so they wanted her to leave.

"... But I don't want to leave. I want to see him."

She packed her luggage on the bed with unwillingness. When a gust of wind blew through the window, the light blue silk curtains were flickered. Inexplicably, she thought of the bedroom in Hopkins Family.

She liked to sleep with the window open. But in the middle of the night, the night dew was heavy and the night wind was chilly, but she didn't want to get up to close the window, so she hugged the quilt and shrank back.

But every time she woke up, the window was closed.

Even if Patrick didn't tell her, she knew that he would always go to her bedroom at night, do a simple thing. That was closing the window for her.

She didn't know why he did this, maybe for the health of the baby in her belly...

However, nobody could ignore such a simple thing, which had been persevering.

"Patrick."

Standing by the bed, she muttered the name with her right hand clutching the luggage. She felt hesitant and upset.

The next second, she seemed to have figured something out. Then she grabbed her phone, dropped her bag, and strode out the door.

If she left Seattle like this, she would hate herself. She wanted to see him now!

Because she was afraid of meeting Charles and the others in the lobby, she took the elevator down to basement 2 and went out to take a taxi.

"Miss, your phone is ringing."

She hailed a taxi to the hospital. The driver was a warm-hearted foreigner. He turned to remind her that her cell phone was ringing in her pocket with a daze expression.

Her expression was calm, and she lied, "My boyfriend made me angry. I don't want to talk to him now."

"I see."

Widening his eyes, the driver believed her. He told her seriously, "Be careful when you have a boyfriend. Some bad people would hurt you. You must learn to protect yourself."

The driver said that was probably because of Christina's eastern face and slim frame, which looked weak. She just smiled back and didn't say much.

Lowering her eyes, she hung up the call from Charles.

"Damn it, where did she go?"

Charles, who was on the other side of the phone, was so angry that his face turned dark.

"Mr. Shepherd, do you need to send someone to look around?"

"She should have gone to the hospital," Charles guessed. He already knew that Christina was not obedient. Even Patrick could not suppress her. How could she listen to them?

"Inform the hospital to catch Christina if they meet her."

Charles ordered angrily, but after thinking about it, he added, "Don't disturb Old Master Mr. Hopkins. If they arrest her, inform me directly."

"Yes."

His men immediately informed the hospital.

Charles clenched the phone with a gloomy expression.

If Christina went to the hospital, she would have to suffer. Judy and even Old Master Mr. Hopkins would not give her a good look... She was so stupid. He had already told her to come back to A City, but she asked for trouble.

Patrick didn't wake up. If something happened, no one could protect her.

Suddenly, Charles frowned, "If she really went to the hospital, she wouldn't have entered through the front door..."

Christina didn't have the guts to enter through the front door.

She got out of the taxi and made a detour to the back door. She had been here before and knew that there were special logistics staff to deliver medical supplies.

She deliberately ruffled her long hair, curled herself up against the wall, and half-squatted, not forgetting to rub her hands against the dirty dirt on her clothes and face.

"Miss, are you feeling unwell?"

Soon a nurse who was preparing to push the medical supplies found her half-squatting and walked towards her.

Christina looked flustered. Her clothes and face were dusted. She raised her head with a timid expression, "I, I came on a trip with a friend. I was robbed. I sprained my foot..."

"Robbery!" The nurse in front of her immediately became nervous.

"Did you call the police? How's your foot?"

The nurse also squatted down and tried to help her up, but Christina suddenly threw her to the ground as she approached her.

The nurse was stunned and did not react for a moment, "I'm sorry." Christina mumbled, deftly pulling off a long scarf around her neck and covering her mouth.

She struggled in fear, but it was useless. She could only watch Christina take off her uniform and tie her hands and feet.

In the end, Christina had no choice but to hide the nurse in the corner of the grass. She stood up straight and strode in through the back door of the hospital.

"I just want to see him!"