My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 177

In the dimly lit bedroom, her trembling hands slammed on the wall switch, turning on all the headlights. In an instant, the room was as bright as day.

Christina's face turned pale, and she stared at the door in shock.

It was gone.

The dark shadow at the door was gone.

The bright lights around her eased her nerves a little. She took a deep breath and pinched her thigh with great force. It hurt, which at least ensured that she wasn't dreaming.

"Is it because I got shocked after falling into the water in the afternoon?" So was it just an illusion?

She got up from the bed and sat on the edge of it. She was bemused and a little disturbed.

"Nanny Faang, I'm hungry. Get someone to bring me dinner. Hurry up!" She couldn't care too much, just wanted to ask for a few more people over to build up her courage, pressing the service bell and, with some panic, urging Nanny Faang on the other side.

Nanny Faang had been taking care of her for more than half a year. It was the first time for her to rush to eat. She brought two maids with her and rushed over with three dishes and a soup that she had just cooked.

"Young madam, there are still three dishes being cooked. Eat slowly..."

Nanny Faang quickly knocked on the door and walked in, setting up the cutlery for her to eat. But Nanny Faang found that Christina was sitting on the small sofa with no appetite at all.

"Don't you like these dishes?"

Nanny Faang was stunned for a moment and asked in puzzlement. Now that the whole the Hopkinses knew about her bad habit of being picky about food, their Young Master Patrick never said a word about it, because the Hopkinses could afford to feed her, no matter how picky she was. As long as it did not affect the health of the fetus, even Old Master Mr. Hopkins had no problem with it.

"... Then I'll go and ask the cook to cook something else." Nanny Faang thought for a moment and then turned around to walk out.

"Don't go."

Christina tugged at her clothes. It was rare for her to be so clingy.

Seeing her unhappy expression, Nanny Faang felt like laughing. "It's a pity that Young Master Patrick can't see you like this tonight..." They all knew that Patrick had a special hobby, which was her attachment to him.

Christina was in no mood to listen to these jokes. She lowered her head and was depressed.

Nanny Faang frowned and became serious. "Young madam, you don't look well. Did you catch a cold in the pool this afternoon?"

"It could be." Christina replied in a low voice.

She didn't know what was wrong, but her whole body felt wrong.

Clang, clang, clang -

The phone on the bedside table suddenly rang. Christina was startled and turned stiffly to look at the phone.

Christina had never been afraid of anything since she was a child, except for weird things.

When she was a child, and people in the Dickens Family really couldn't make her behave, they would tell her ghost stories to scare her. This made her suffer from trauma.

Nanny Faang saw her huddling on the sofa and looked pale. It was as if she had been terrified by something.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

Christina didn't answer her. She stared at the phone and struggled whether she should get closer to it or not. But her mind was full of strange and weird things, and she immediately became cowardly.

"It was Young Master Patrick who sent you a message." Nanny Faang took the phone from the bedside table for her.

Christina glanced at it. It was indeed from Patrick's cell phone number.

Inexplicably, Christina calmed down. She then took the phone, and couldn't help complaining, "Why did he text me at this time to scare me?"

Nanny Faang chuckled. She didn't expect Christina would be scared so easily. Usually, their Young Master Patrick failed to scare her by all means. Nanny Faang continued to fill a bowl of soup for her and put it on the table.

Just as Faang was about to tell her to calm down after drinking the hot soup, Christina frowned, put down her phone, and said first, "No need, I'm going out."

"Go out now?"

Christina subconsciously glanced at her phone again and said, "Yes, going out now. Patrick asked me to go to Gordon Hotel now. He said he would need me to attend a business party with him."

When they were in the back garden this afternoon, she couldn't understand what Patrick was talking about. Patrick mentioned the name Larry in the message he sent to her on his cell phone, and it seemed that this so-called wine party had something to do with Larry.

That fat man Larry scolded Patrick for no reason last time. Was he going to Larry's wine party to take revenge on him?

But it was a little strange. No matter what grudge Patrick had with Larry, he would never let her get involved. "Patrick asked me to come over now. It might be urgent. Nanny Faang, get the driver ready..."

Christina stopped thinking about it. If he really needed her to be there, of course, she would offer her full support.

"But Young Madam, the weather..."

Nanny Faang told the driver something and walked with her through the Eastern Garden gate. The autumn wind was blowing hard, messing up their clothes and splashing them in the face with some light rain.

"It looks like there will be heavy rain in a while. Young madam, you haven't had dinner yet, and you fell into the water in the afternoon. If you go out now you would get cold easily, why don't you call Young Master Patrick and tell him..."

Nanny Faang looked at the thick clouds in the dark sky and became a little worried, and she felt it was also very strange, how could young Master Patrick ask Christina to go out in this kind of weather?

Christina stood up straight and narrowed her eyes at the sudden flash of golden lightning. In an instant, the dark sky was lit up, and thunderous clouds rolled over, followed by loud sounds of thunders.

The wind and the rain were getting more and more violent. Christina felt a little cold when the water dripped on her face.

On this rainy night, something seemed to be stirring, which made her feel cold, strange, and terrified.

The heavy rain blew the glass of the hotel wall...

"It's raining really hard."

In the seventh-floor lobby of Gordon Hotel, a business wine party was being held. The hall was filled with loud music and toasts. No one cared much about the heavy rain outside the window.

A bolt of lightning happened to flash across the dark sky, outlining the profile of the man who was standing in front of the glass mirror in the hotel. He looked cold and noble. His brows were slightly contracted, and he stood elegantly. He was staring at the distant place outside of the hotel, and he was somewhat absent-minded about the party.

"Patrick, it seems that this Larry has really grown up. It seems that even if we came uninvited tonight, he had already guessed it..." Charles came over with a glass of red wine, he took a big gulp, looking in a bad mood.

Larry refused to invest in IP&G Group, which was obviously showing no favor to Patrick. Most importantly, the more he refused it, the more they wanted to know what was so magical about Larry's projects.

So tonight at the business wine party, Patrick personally showed up.

When friends in the business circle saw Patrick and the others, they were all very surprised. Everyone knew that Patrick didn't like to involve in social mingling. It was difficult to invite him to any activities. However, he came this time.

Strangely enough, Larry was not surprised at all. When he clinked his glass with others, he dared to swear that he would make Patrick regret it. Charles really wanted to beat him up when he heard that.

The sounds of rain and thunder were mixed together outside...

"It's thundering. I remember Christina hates this weather the most..."

When Patrick heard the name, he gave a thoughtful look and said, "Well, she should be at home."