My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 127

At seven in the morning, Christina was woken up by Nanny Faang.

The general meaning was that both Old Master Mr. Hopkins and Judy were in the Hopkinses now, it was not suitable for them to sleep late in the morning. Otherwise, this would be gossiped about and was a bad influence.

"I'll pay attention in the future."

Christina was very grateful to Nanny Faang for her warning. After all, she should behave properly when his elders were back.

She went into the bathroom to wash up quickly, changed her clothes, and rushed to the Main Residence...

"Barbara, how did you sleep last night?"

Christina stopped at the gate and listened to the small sound coming from inside. Suddenly, she somehow had mixed feelings.

Barbara spent the night in the Hopkinses last night...

Christina knew she shouldn't be imagining things. There were so many guest rooms in the Hopkinses anyway. But judging by the rules of the Hopkinses, they didn't seem to like to invite an outsider to stay overnight.

Was Barbara an outsider?

"Barbara, you're not an outsider after all. Why don't you just stay with the Hopkinses and don't bother to find somewhere else to live? Brianna and I like you too..." It was Judy's voice, who seemed to be in a good mood.

Barbara was a little embarrassed, she then declined politely, "Grandpa has set rules. It's not convenient for me to stay."

Judy said confidently, "You don't have to worry about that. Patrick promised to take good care of you. You can tell him about it. It'll surely be ok..."

Patrick promised to take good care of her...

"Young madam."

Suddenly, the maid who passed by the door called out.

The two women in the living room immediately turned around to Christina. All of a sudden, everyone looked at each other with embarrassment.

"What kind of manner is this? Hiding and eavesdropping..." Judy's voice immediately cooled down, and the look in her eyes was also unfriendly, "The Dickens Family has raised such a daughter like you."

Christina was angry, and she tried to retort. But she pursed her lips and held back.

They chatted so loudly, and it turned out to be she was the one eavesdropping rudely.

It seemed that every time she bumped into Judy, Judy showed her with no kindness. Christina lowered her head and hesitated at the gate, feeling a little reluctant to go in.

"Christina, hurry up and get ready for breakfast."

Barbara greeted her with a usual smile.

"What are you doing standing here?"

At this moment, a familiar figure behind Christina stepped closer.

Patrick naturally put his right hand around her waist, looked down at her, and saw she was angry. He asked, "Still feel sleepy after being woken up?"

She looked up at the man next to her, blamed him for all her unhappiness, and complained in a low voice, "It's all you. Why didn't you wake me up?"

Patrick raised his eyebrows slightly. This woman was truly unhappy.

"Let's eat."

Behind them, Old Master Mr. Hopkins walked slowly into the main dining room. Everyone then sat down accordingly.

Just like last night, the atmosphere at the meal table was heavy, everyone did not speak much. They even got so cautious when eating, and did not dare to make it too loud.

However, Christina noticed that Old Master Mr. Hopkins felt much better this morning, at least he was not as grim as yesterday.

According to Nanny Faang, Patrick was summoned to Beiyuan by his grandfather early in the morning.

The grandfather and grandson might have talked about the group. There were rumors spread at a time when Patrick was seriously injured after the car accident, and grandpa had been concerned about it. But Christina thought that what grandpa cared most was not the company, but Patrick.

What was grandpa doing in Seattle for more than a month?

She still wanted to know. While she was thinking about it, suddenly the Old Master Mr. Hopkins glanced at her, which frightened Christina. She immediately lowered her head with guilt, and quickly fed herself with a spoon of porridge.

"Eat slowly."

The man beside her frowned and handed her a clean handkerchief.

Christina blushed slightly and did not even dare to raise her head. She took it silently and wiped the corners of her lips casually.

"What, are you afraid of grandpa?"

Patrick looked down at her. Her thoughts were easily guessed, as the thoughts were almost visible on her face.

Christina felt more panicked when he asked so. She replied, "No."

She then turned around, grabbed a glass of milk casually, pretended to be thirsty. She then drank the milk fastly as if she had no time to talk to him.

"Christina, there's another serving of milk. Do you want it?"

Sitting opposite her, Barbara saw that her half-glass milk had been drunk out. Barbara smiled and handed over the milk in front of herself.

Looking at the well-dressed woman in front of her, Christina honestly didn't want to pick up the things she handed over. So Christina smiled back, "Thank you. I've been enjoying milk a lot lately." She gave a too far-fetching reason.

"Christina, don't choke my son... Drink slowly."

Patrick glared at her angrily, picked up another clean handkerchief, leaned close to her lips, and told her in a low voice. The woman even looked like an amateur when she was pretending.

"What happened?"

After breakfast, Christina left the table and ran to the lotus pond. She then leaned on the railing, looking at the blooming lotus in a gloomy mood.

Behind her came the familiar low voice, it was Patrick stepping towards her.

"Nothing."

She did not look back and replied sullenly.

"Christina..." He turned her over with both hands and looked her in the eyes. This woman was drooping her head and was obviously unhappy. "The doctor said that the mood of the pregnant woman would affect the intelligence of the fetus..."

"I also think I'm not smart enough."

It was rare for her not to talk back. She then leaned forward and her forehead hit directly against his chest. She felt a little frustrated, "Patrick, I feel like... I'm really stupid."

This made him laugh out loud.

"Why are you laughing? I'm telling you the truth." She raised her head and glared at him gloomily.

Yesterday, grandpa and the others returned to their home country suddenly. Grandpa called Patrick to talk. She knew it must be for something very important. Patrick didn't want to tell her. She then asked Barbara naturally.

"Didn't Patrick tell you?" Yesterday Barbara asked her back naturally.

This sentence didn't mean anything, but when Barbara said that, she was naturally doubly shocked. Wasn't this insinuating that Barbara was surprised at Patrick not telling her.

"So she didn't know either... Then why did she use that tone?" She buried her face in Patrick's chest and murmured.

Last night at the stairwell, Christina heard clearly that Barbara was asking Patrick what his grandfather had told him. So it clearly showed that Barbara knew nothing either.

"What's wrong exactly?"

Patrick didn't think much about it. Instead, he felt funny seeing that this woman threw herself into his arms early in the morning and knocked her forehead on his chest.

"Patrick, I think I'm getting pettier and pettier."

She looked very depressed. After thinking about it, she thought Barbara probably didn't mean it either. Being jealous was not the true her, "Hey, maybe my son influenced me."

Hearing that she unreasonably blamed her unborn son for the mistakes, Patrick smiled and smoothed her long hair, "It's boring at home... There's a company orientation party at Fire Club tonight. Do you want to go?"