My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 124

Last night... How did it happen?

Everything seemed to happen naturally...

Christina couldn't figure it out herself, but her heart was still beating fast and wildly.

The morning light outside the window shone in. It was nine o'clock, and the man beside her got up early.

Before he came back, she quickly went into the bathroom and locked the door.

"How long will you be hiding inside?"

Suddenly, someone knocked on the bathroom door. "Didn't you say I can't have sex while you are pregant? Come out. Have some breakfast to replenish your energy." She heard the familiar low voice. Patrick was in a good mood and chuckled.

Christina's cheeks turned red again. Last night, he felt a surge of desire for her and she couldn't stand him, so she said they couldn't have sex while she was pregnant.

After she finished washing up, she opened the bathroom door angrily and saw a refreshing man outside the door. Patrick was tired all night. Why was he still so energetic? She felt it was unfair.

"Are you sleepy?"

She had just woken up, looking drowsy and a little angry. "My son is hungry."

Patrick stepped forward. "Are you really that tired?" He asked in a serious tone.

Reaching out, he naturally fixed the messy strands of hair on her forehead and lowered his head, staring at her slightly flushed face and lips.

"Christina, you have to get used to me as soon as possible," he said ambiguously.

"What?"

She opened her mouth slightly and did not ask.

He did not explain, but put his left hand around her waist and leaned forward to kiss her on her lips.

"Let's go downstairs for breakfast."

His voice was hoarse and he was a little short of breath, but he suddenly stopped. He remembered her discomfort last night.

"Okay."

Christina's cheeks were burning and she didn't look at him. She turned around and ran to the cloakroom to change her clothes.

Patrick was good at controlling himself. If he had really lost control of his desires, she would have had to compromise.

Thinking about it this way made her a little confused.

"Patrick, ugh, why did you use to..." She blushed and asked vaguely.

While having the breakfast, she suddenly raised her head and stared at him with a complicated look. "Why did you..." She didn't have the nerve to ask, but thought, "Why didn't you make me have sex with you before?"

Patrick knew what she meant and glanced at her angrily.

Christina played dumb and continued to eat.

However, she thought it was probably because Patrick was of high self-esteem, so he disdained to force a woman.

If he forced her to have sex with him, she couldn't say no.

Thinking about it, she felt happy and giggled. She found today's breakfast delicious.

Patrick looked unhappily at Christina, who was smiling complacently.

He could throw away his dignity when he was with her.

He just wanted her to be willing.

"By the way, Patrick, I forgot to show you something." Christina suddenly became agitated. She moved her chair away, walked quickly to the living room, and rummaged through the drawer.

They had almost finished their breakfast. Patrick saw her rummaging through the drawer anxiously and strode towards her. "What are you looking for?"

Christina did not look at him and continued searching.

After thinking for a while, she turned to the maid who was preparing to clean up the dining-table. "Did you see the bag I brought back from the hospital a few days ago? I put it here..."

"Young Madam, we have all the hospital materials you need in the middle drawer under the coffee table."

"This is an ultrasound image of my son."

She finally found it and proudly showed it to him. "Look, these two..."

Christina sat sideways on his lap, her hands around his neck naturally, leaned very close to his ear and whispered, "Those doctors were good at flattering me and kept saying that our son is very cute... In my opinion, it's just two little meatballs."

"You say our child is a meatball, huh?" Patrick chuckled.

Christina looked a little stunned. Her forehead was against his forehead. They were so close that she saw that there was a rare smile in his normally cold eyes. His chest was slightly heaving and his laughter was sonorous and pure.

He seemed really happy.

Not only she, but even the servants behind them could sense that Patrick was in a good mood.

They had not seen him smile so heartily for a long time.

The servants looked at them, but they stopped, not daring to disturb them.

"Old Master is back."

The butler coughed softly and hesitated to remind the two people in the living room.

Christina wrapped her arms around his neck. She looked startled, and she looked towards the door.

"G-Grandpa."

Dazed for a moment, she quickly caught on. She immediately stood up from Patrick's legs and respectfully greeted the Old Master.

She had heard that the Old Master was going back to the Hopkins Family for the Dragon Boat Festival, but she didn't expect him to come back early, and they all came back...

"Mom."

Christina hesitated, looked at Judy, who was unhappy, and finally called out in a low voice.

"Today is Friday. What are you doing? Why do you interfere with Patrick's work?!" For no reason, Judy was in a bad mood when she saw Christina.

"You act intimately while there are so many people around. You're so ill-bred..."

"I-I just..." Judy looked at Christina with sharp eyes, making her feel guilty.

Christina lowered her head and found that Patrick, who was sitting on the sofa, looked sullen and had a strange expression on his face.

"Mom, Patrick is very tired today. He won't go to the company." Christina summoned her courage and said to Judy.

Judy looked sulky and she shouted, "It's none of your business!"

"... She's my woman, and she's none of your business."