My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 185

"You want me to go?"

Christina gritted her teeth angrily. But when she looked at the man sitting by the bedside, she clearly saw his pain from his furrowed brows.

She knew his temperament, and she believed that he would not chase her away because of a woman.

He wanted her to leave because he had something to hide from her.

"Why?"

Instead, she stepped forward, lowered her voice, and tried to calm herself down, "Patrick, we are a family. You should tell me whatever happened. Why do you..."

"Take her out."

Impatiently, Patrick reached out and pressed the bedside bell before she could finish her sentence.

Barbara had been standing quietly by the side, staring blankly at the intense confrontation between them. This was the first time she had seen Patrick treat Christina so rudely.

Soon, security guards from the clubhouse broke in.

"Who dares to touch me! Get out of my way!"

Christina didn't even look at the security guards on either side. Her bright eyes were fixed on the man. She shouted angrily and wasn't intended to make a compromise.

"Patrick, I'm telling you, I'm not leaving today!"

She would not leave!

"Take her out." His voice was cold and deep, full of rage.

Christina looked stunned for a moment. It was not until the tall and strong security guards dragged her out of the room that she realized that he really chased her away.

"Patrick, why did you do that?"

"Why does Barbara know all the things? Why can she stay with you but I cannot?"

Her eyes were red with anger and she yelled at the man on the bed. She turned her head to the right and took a bite of a security guard, pushing them away.

"Get out of my way. If you want me to leave, I'll leave by myself. You don't have to rush me!"

The security guards at the clubhouse had mixed feelings and were hesitant to rush up and catch her.

The woman standing by the door suddenly calmed down and didn't struggle. She looked cold.

"Charles isn't here today, or he'll call me a busybody and laugh at me for making a fool of myself."

"Everyone said so. I can't help you with anything. Patrick, in your opinion, I'll only make things worse for you, and I'll only hinder you, right? I never feel that you are my husband. the Hopkinses is powerful and influential. You just need a woman to give birth. What's right do I have to mind your business?"

She said every word calmly and emotionlessly as if telling a fact.

Her calmness made the man on the bed slightly stun and feel perturbed.

"Patrick, I know my limitations. I can't control or help with your company and personal business."

She thought she would angrily argue with him and yell at the security guards. But instead, she suddenly lost her temper, which surprised Christina herself.

She was just more disdainful of herself.

He wanted to chase her away because she was useless.

He had repeatedly stressed that the result wouldn't change even if she knew everything and she could do nothing.

"But I just want to know." She thought. Christina knew he would never understand that feeling.

She turned around and walked out of the room step by step.

If he asked her to leave, she would leave on her own.

"I've been woolgathering all day. I know I was wrong. Maybe I was also wrong to disturb you today."

She bit her lips and murmured.

Tears welled up in her eyes but she held them back. She, Christina, was not delicate. She, Christina, would never be pretentious like those women. Proud as she was, she just didn't understand why he did this to her and refused to accept it.

"Patrick, am I wrong to worry about you?"

The door closed with a bang.

She slammed the door.

The man in the room looked stunned. Her voice was very soft, and it was loud enough for Patrick to hear it clearly.

For a moment, silence filled the room.

"Get out."

His voice suddenly became low and hoarse. He closed his eyes to hide his anxiety.

Barbara's heart skipped a beat as she looked at the man with his back against the headboard and his face pale. She said carefully, "Patrick, do you know how serious your situation is? You need someone to accompany you."

"I didn't ask you to accompany me."

His words were so cold and heartless.

He did not ask her to accompany him, but at least she knew his stuff.

Barbara felt that she could at least know these things and the difficulties he faced. His attitude towards Christina was very obviously repulsive. He didn't want her to step in his privacy.

"Patrick, you should stay in Seattle. You should listen to grandpa and receive the operation immediately."

She was hesitant and then said those words that were hidden in her heart, "Patrick, I have been by your side all these years. Don't you really feel that I..."

"I'm worried about you."

She dared not say that she loved him.

She knew very well that once she said it, this man would not hesitate to drive her out of his world.

Worried.

"I'm worried about you."

She said the same sentence.

It reminded Patrick of what Christina had just said. Every word she said was so clear and he could feel her self-abasement.

"You should be more worried about Derek. Get out."

His head ached even more. He opened his eyes, his dark eyes filled with coldness and fierce and his tone demanding.

Barbara tensed up and looked at him.

He treated her and that woman differently after all.

Christina would never know how cold and heartless he looked when he really wanted to chase someone away.

"Christina, do you know.."

"I don't know!"

After she left the clubhouse, she went straight to Crystal's apartment. Crystal immediately panicked.

"My lord, do you know how dangerous it is for you to come here when you're pregnant? What if..."

"I'm not going back."

Seeing her being so stubborn, Crystal felt sad and angry. She tried to persuade her again but cried out when approaching her, "Christina, are you crying?!"

She didn't reply.

Christina took the lead with a straight face and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

She left the clubhouse without looking back, raised her chin, and held back her tears.

Why would she cry? She didn't do anything wrong. She was just driven out by a bastard.

Crystal was most afraid of her being quiet. She was used to seeing her being headstrong and conceited. It was so rare that Christina was quiet.

"Christina, what's wrong with you?" Sitting beside her, Crystal asked with concern.

"You quarreled with Patrick?"

She lowered her head and muttered, "I suddenly feel like I've become greedy ever since I married Patrick."

He was too good to her. Then she gradually forgot how superior and lofty Mr. Hopkins was. She even had extravagant hopes to know more about him.

"Christina, the Hopkinses is too complicated. If he doesn't allow to step in some things, then..."

"Crystal, I don't know if I'm doing the right thing. But I don't want to be the kind of woman who's being guarded. I don't want to be kept in the dark. I will do my best to achieve my happiness."