My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 173

It was another peaceful morning, Christina just finished breakfast and took a walk in the back garden of the Hopkinses.

Christina always felt strange recently.

She frowned and turned around vigilantly...

"Nothing..."

She muttered to herself. There was nothing unusual behind her. Everything was normal, but she always felt a pair of eyes glaring at her fiercely.

Perhaps she was thinking too much. She remembered that the nutritionist said that pregnant women tend to think too much.

After irresponsibly attributing all the doubts to her twin son, she was a little more relaxed. Her biggest wish now was to give birth to the children smoothly without any trouble.

Today was Saturday. Patrick didn't go to the company. He was busy in the study early in the morning. Charles and the others came over. It didn't feel like they were busy with work.

Christina lay lazily on the porch railing, looking up at Charles, Chandler, and... Barbara, they whispered as they walked.

Christina didn't know what they were up to, Patrick wouldn't let her in.

She looked down at the lotus pond and was in a daze. Suddenly, she heard a clear voice. Christina was surprised that Barbara was walking towards her.

"It looks like the baby will be born in two months."

Barbara was not malicious, it was flat as if she was bored and came over to chat with her to kill the time.

"The due date is in October." Christina didn't want to talk to her, so she replied casually.

"In October, grandpa must be very happy. His baby great-grandson will be born in the same month as him. the Hopkinses must be very busy in October. They will also celebrate Grandpa's 80th birthday this year..."

Hearing Barbara's words, Christina raised her eyebrows. It turned out that the old man was almost 80 years old.

As his granddaughter-in-law, Christina really felt that she was not responsible enough. In contrast, Barbara seemed to be part of the Hopkinses. Did she think she didn't want to ask about it? Patrick was so cold and he didn't let her get involved in anything. The old man had been very distant to her since he came back from Seattle, so she didn't dare to bother him.

Barbara didn't mean to leave. She also leaned over the railing and continued to chat with her. "Christina, are you still angry about Crystal's resignation? I called Crystal a few days ago. I really didn't handle this well enough. I can help her..."

"Miss Parker, are you lost? Patrick's study is over there."

Christina was expressionless and pointed directly to the left. It was obvious that she didn't want to talk to Barbara.

"You don't have to be so hostile to me..."

"I don't have as many maneuvers as you who has an ulterior motive, so I have to avoid you. Barbara, we're not the same kind of person. Stop pretending."

Christina looked impatient and straightened up. She didn't even want to look at Barbara anymore and planned to leave along the corridor.

"What do you mean by an ulterior motive? Do you talk of me to Patrick as well?"

Nervousness flashed across Barbara's face and she quickly stepped in front of Christina.

"Christina, I admit that sometimes I speak too harshly, but I believe that I did the right thing. The things I warned you not to hold Patrick back are all facts. I'm trying to make things easier with you now because I don't want to put him in a difficult position. Don't exhaust other people's patience with your spoiled temper. Sooner or later, you'll make others tired of you..."

"Then should I thank you for your generosity, for reminding me time and time again that I'm not worthy of Patrick? You slapped me, then comforted me, so I should be grateful to you? You lecture me righteously. Barbara, don't expect me to listen to your bullshit! You'd better not annoy me!"

Christina was so angry that she opened her mouth to chase Barbara away.

Barbara was not angry when she saw Christina was angry. She experienced many difficult clients and was curious. "Do you really hate me?"

She hated her. Christina never hid her disgust.

"Why don't you explain to me first, Barbara? Why are you pretending to be Derek's girlfriend?"

Christina looked straight at her, clearly seeing the guilt in her eyes.

"Y...You know Derek very well?"

Barbara could not pretend to be calm in front of Christina. Perhaps Christina's tone was too firm, and her eyes were too clear.

"Charles mentioned two days ago that you used to run to the Fishers when you were a kid. But it takes at least three hours to drive on the highway from the Dickens Family in C City to the Fishers in F City. Your family actually allowed you to run around like this..."

No matter how unpopular Christina was, she was still the daughter of the Dickens Family, especially when she was a child, Donald was still a responsible man. How could he let his only daughter run around like this?

Barbara didn't quite believe it, and she was a little worried that if Christina had said anything to Patrick...

"What, are you worried? Executive Miss Parker?"

Christina raised her eyebrows, her voice provocative, "You don't have to worry too much. Patrick and Charles don't take my words seriously at all. How can I compare to your dedication to the group for the Hopkinses?"

Christina really didn't want an outsider to affect her emotions, so she grimaced and turned around to leave.

"By the way, there is one thing I can tell you, the Dickens Family is quite far from the Fishers, but my grandfather was living in the suburbs not far from the Fishers. If I want to see my grandfather, no one dares to stop me..."

"... General Eisenhower." Barbara's face changed as if she had thought of something.

In fact, Christina's family background was quite superior. She was not only the only daughter of C City's richest Dickens Family but also the granddaughter of general Eisenhower, who lived in seclusion after he retired. It was conceivable that general Eisenhower loved her very much.

Barbara had also read about General Eisenhower's life. Reporters had interviewed him, and the old man had specifically mentioned that his granddaughter was too naughty, and said that he must entrust his comrades and their grandchildren to take care of her so that he could be at ease.

General Eisenhower's comrades...

"Christina, Derek is an illegitimate child. What is the relationship between his biological mother's relatives and your grandfather?" Barbara shouted at her back, her voice was a little loud and urgent.

"Want to know?"

Christina paused for a moment, looked back at her, and said coldly, "If you want to know, go to find it. Isn't that how you usually act? By the way, you can tell Patrick because he could find it out faster than you."

Barbara stiffened as she watched Christina walk away, gritting her teeth and looking pale.

"What do you think Christina has to do with Derek?"

In the study on the second floor of the Eastern Garden villa in the Hopkinses, the morning light shone into the whole study, but the atmosphere was gloomy and depressing.

Charles sat casually on the sofa, making his own tea, taking a sip, and looking up at the man standing in front of the glass window, he thought of something interesting and he smiled.

"Patrick, are you still thinking about what Larry said at the Fishers party that day?"

"The woman who Larry talked about must be Barbara, probably because he saw you are close to Barbara and he got crazy. That's why he was talking nonsense about someone who stole the woman from him."

"Besides, don't know about Christina's character? Even her grandfather, General Eisenhower who is such a strict person, was called a paper tiger by her all day long. She has never been afraid of anything and is indulged since she was a child. If Christina and Derek were together, hahaha, I can't imagine how miserable Derek will be..."

It was time to relax on weekends. Mr. Shepherd was daydreaming and laughing like a crazy man.

However, the other two men in the study could not laugh. Chandler looked at the man standing in front of the window. Patrick was holding a small object in his right hand and did not make a sound no matter what guesses they made.

Chandler raised his eyebrows and looked curious. "A wooden box."

This rosewood box seemed to belong to Christina.