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My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 142

"You have so many requests."

He stared at her quietly for a while and ended with a chuckle .

Patrick naturally wrapped his right hand around her neck, pulling her closer to his chest. He rubbed her slick hair with his jaw and said,"I promise you."

Christina blushed, and she could clearly hear his solemn words ringing above her head. His chest rised up and down as he smiled gently, as if he was teasing her childish behavior.

Calling his name was just a way to ask for his response .

It was just a simple thing.

However, what if one day when he no longer replied to her call.

Then what would she do?

She didn't know his social circuit, nor his secret.

The more Christina thought about it, the angrier she got. She hit him on the chest with her forehead. "It's all because of your..." Because his social status was too high for her to reach.

"Christina, your husband is now having a fever. Are you still going to abuse me?"

He could't help smiling and watched her emotional outburst.

Christina realized that he was ill currently, so she stopped acting childishly.

She struggled in his arms, lifted her upper body and reached for thermostat on the bedside table to take his temperature. Fortunately, it went down to 37 degrees celsius. Therefore, it should be okay.

"Patrick, what about I get some porridge for you..."

Christina saw that he had recovered much. But when she realized that the man had only eaten half a dumpling for lunch, she immediately felt a little ashamed.

"I'm not hungry."

"But you didn't eat much for lunch, other than half a bowl of soup..."

Patrick was surprised about her words. He raised his eyebrows and looked at her serious expression. "Christina, you realize I only drank soup. Well, that's quite some improvement." He said in an emotional tone, as if teasing her on purpose.

Christina glared at him and wanted to hit him with a pillow.

"Your wife will definitely care about you. Even if I'm not good at cooking, I'll work hard, and I'm no worse than Barbara. What's so great about her being one of the top managers? I started taking all kinds of courses forced by the Dickens Family since the age of 3 and finished my last three years of medical studies with a doctor degree in clinical medicine. Keeping silent does not mean that I'm unaware of everything."

How dare Barbara commented me as simple-minded. Christina's kept a straight face and was a little angry.

"What did Barbara tell you?"

Patrick's voice immediately became serious and asked quickly.

"Barbara, what an intimate saying ." Hmph!

Christina's still kept a straight face. After she glanced at him and became increasingly displeased.

Patrick stared at her for a while and asked tentatively, "Are you jealous?" He really couldn't understand the complicated thoughts of women.

"Yes, I'm jealous. What's wrong?"

Christina puffed up her face and admitted it.

Patrick was stunned and wanted to laugh. His lips were slightly raised. "No need for jealousy."

"Barbara has a boyfriend..."

Christina was still unsatisfied. "Do you think a woman can't have feelings for other men if she has a boyfriend? Look at Erica who's a wife herself but still messing with other men. And Barbara's also strange."

"Why do you consider her strange?"

"There's something wrong with the way she looks at you, and..." Halfway through the conversation, Christina suddenly stopped. She didn't like to talk about others behind their back.

Patrick's were deep in thought, and it took a while before he said, "Barbara is a little special to me... Her boyfriend became a vegetable because of me. I have to take care of her, because ..."

"Forget it, don't tell me about your things."

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