My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 180

Without another word, he turned and walked out of the bedroom.

Christina stared at him in silence as he walked away.

She was sure that this wasn't an illusion. Patrick had been flustered, and his footsteps were hurried and messy.

What happened to him?

Was he sick?

Soon the door was opened again. Nanny Faang came in with a large bowl of scallop porridge. "It's very hot. Be careful." Nanny Faang was attentive as usual.

She wasn't in a hurry to eat, and stayed in bed still, as Nanny Faang put a porcelain bowl and a spoon onto the table for her. Suddenly she talked.

"Send some to Patrick's study. He may not have dinner yet..."

Nanny Faang served her half a bowl of porridge and said, "Yes, he hasn't had dinner yet."

"Miss Parker called to remind me that Young Master Patrick had drunk a lot of wine outside and hadn't had dinner. So I asked the cook to prepare dinner for both of you. I'll just leave the food here. He prefers eating with you here..."

Christina quieted down.

"Sure." She answered casually.

She rolled over on the bed and buried half of her face in the pillow. It seemed that she had lost her appetite.

Then there was a click. Nanny Faang closed the door and walked out.

Silence returned to the bedroom.

"Barbara is so considerate..."

She didn't get up from bed until Nanny Faang had left. Maybe that was because she didn't want other people to consider her as someone who haggled over every ounce. She didn't like to be jealous.

Christina had her own pride. Although she could not help Patrick with the company's business like Barbara did, she could at least not be a burden to him.

Of course, she wanted to do something for him, but what?

The exquisite big clock on the bedroom wall had gone from 10 to 12. Her mind was just a mess during the past two hours.

She glanced at the door. Patrick hadn't returned yet. Was he planning to stay up all night in the study?

She scratched her head, feeling upset.

"Your porridge is getting cold."

Some emotions that she couldn't explain either urged her to dial the familiar number on the phone.

The man on the other end of the phone listened and said nothing.

Christina's mood turned even worse. She raised her voice and urged him in an overserious tone. "Your porridge. Nanny Faang asked the cook to cook it for you. It's in the bedroom now!"

Patrick was startled. While absent-mindedly reading the material he just received on the computer, he heard her clearly.

She wanted him to go back to the bedroom.

"I'm coming."

It was strange that Christina felt relieved hearing his reply. She hung up at once out of her guilty conscience.

"It sounded like an invitation to sex. Awkward." She couldn't help but complain about herself.

Maybe Patrick was truly hungry. He turned off the computer and returned to the bedroom quickly.

"I have had mine. The warm porridge in the cup is for you."

They rarely had the chance to eat together and chat face to face like a normal couple. Christina served him some porridge and pushed the bowl towards him. Patrick stared at her in surprise.

"Thanks." He drank the porridge gracefully with a spoon, not saying much.

Suddenly, the big bedroom became quiet again.

Crystal often gave her suggestions such as that she should communicate more with her husband. But Christina found nothing in common with Patrick.

It was obvious that he was avoiding her tonight. She could tell that he was hiding something.

That jerk!

She rolled her eyes at the man on the other side of the table.

"I fell into a pool this afternoon. But I'm fine. Safe. Healthy. Didn't even catch a cold."

She started to talk on her own, explaining things that he would definitely ask her later.

"It was not my idea to go to the Gordon Hotel... Barbara sent me a text message from your phone, telling me to go there." She said the last few words in a very odd way.

The mention of Barbara made her a little emotional.

Patrick made no reactions to her words. He put the bowl back on the table and noticed that she was obviously a little pissed off.

It was unusual for her to explain things to him on her own initiative. Under normal circumstances would he know nothing until servants reported it to him. That was when he got angry and went to ask her. He was surprised tonight to see Christina being frank and initiative.

Nanny Faang had already told him about her falling into the pool. He wasn't too worried about that because he knew her as a good swimmer. She was always energetic and had done things a lot more dangerous than this before she was pregnant. What's more important is, she was fine after all.

But there was something strange about the text message.

"Barbara didn't text you. Show me your phone..."

"If it wasn't her, who else would be so boring?"

Christina replied with a poker face. "She picked up the phone when I called..."

It clearly showed that the message came from Patrick's number. His cell phone was not available to any passers-by. Who else could it be?

"Not her."

Patrick sounded pretty sure about that. He stared at the white phone in her right hand with a little scrutiny in his eyes. "Hand me the phone..."

But she grabbed her phone tightly and refused to give it to him.

Why did he believe in that Barbara so much?

"Fine. Just think of it as my stupid boring lie! I ran out in the heavy rain to make a fool of myself because I was too bored and had nothing to do. I'm so sorry that you people were worried about me!"

After saying that, she stood up and walked straight to the bed, ignoring all he was yelling behind her back.

"Christina!"

Patrick shouted at her back with a complicated expression.

Should he give her a warning? But she was already immune to that.

Christina reclined on the bed and covered her head with a thin blanket, continuing to ignore him.

Although her face was buried under the blanket, she listened carefully. Soon she heard the sound of water running. Patrick seemed to be taking a shower.

Something was different about him tonight. He didn't scold her for the pool thing and didn't snatch her phone for the text message.

She looked around. As expected, he was in the bathroom.

Christina found herself being too childish tonight. She checked the text message again. It truly showed that the message was from Patrick's number.

Feeling annoyed, she couldn't sleep at all.

She didn't know much about him. But Barbara might do...

The thought of Barbara made her even more upset. It wasn't jealousy. She just felt annoyed to have a woman staying around her husband and playing tricks all the time.

What's the most annoying is that she was their old friend. She would be considered too jealous if she minded their relationship.

They would also say that she bullied Barbara. After all, Barbara was not a bad woman. She really cared about Patrick and helped him a lot.

She wanted them to keep a distance but it was an impossible mission. There must be transitions between their companies, and Barbara was so close to the Old Master Mr. Hopkins, her picky mother-in-law, and even her aunt...

Annoying!

If violence could be used to solve the problem, Christina would definitely strike away this woman with a huge pan over the pacific ocean so she could disappear forever.

As a married woman, Christina suddenly realized how important it was to watch out for the third person.