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My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 200

"Good morning, Christina. Do you want to have breakfast here or go to the Main Residence..."

As soon as she went downstairs, Christina saw Nanny Faang greeting her.

"Has grandpa had breakfast?"

"Mr. Hopkins gets up at five o'clock and had his breakfast at six as usual... Brianna and her mother have already had breakfast with him."

Christina looked a little awkward when she heard that.

Not long after she was pregnant, Patrick told grandpa that she didn't have to get up so early and eat with them, so she could sleep as long as she wanted.

In fact, Patrick helped her a lot.

Because of his care, the servants here were especially respectful to her.

"Well, Patrick..." She asked with some hesitation.

"Patrick just got up. He went to Northern Garden to discuss things with his grandpa. He will probably be back here for breakfast in a while."

Seeing her hesitation, Nanny Faang smiled. "Christina, why don't you wait for Patrick to come back for breakfast?"

"Okay."

She agreed immediately.

Sitting on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor of Eastern Garden, she drank half a cup of light saltwater and looked at the door casually.

She didn't know why Patrick went to grandpa.

"Maybe it's about the baby." As she took out her phone, she was on her phone and muttered a few words.

Crystal sent her a message, "Christina, my godsons are going to be born next month. What gifts should I send? Come on, I'm so nervous now."

As soon as she logged in to WhatsApp, she saw that Crystal had sent her a message at 6 a.m.

Christina was amused and replied, "Why are you nervous? I'm the one who is going to have a C-section."

Crystal replied, "How dare you to sleep so late in the Hopkins family. Didn't they blame you?"

The bad habit of modern people was that the first thing to do after getting up must be to check on their phones. Thus, Crystal was sure that Christina had just woken up.

Christina immediately said, "Patrick is my accomplice. I'm not afraid."

Speaking of this again, Christina recalled it carefully, Patrick looked a little weak recently.

Crystal kept asking, "Christina, where will you celebrate your sons' first month? It can't be in the Hopkins family, right? If so, I'm a little afraid to go. A lot of people must be invited, right?"

Crystal sent her a few messages, which made her come back to her senses.

Crystal kept sending messages, "There's one more thing. You promised me to be your sons' godmother, but will the Hopkins family agree? And how about the Dickens family?"

Crystal became more and more excited. "It's over. I'm done. Christina, I suddenly realized that my godsons are a little far to reach. Maybe the twins will despise me."

Christina was speechless and replied with a despised emoji, "Come back to earth, OK?"

This made Crystal think of something else and become serious.

Crystal continued, "Did you tell Patrick about those strange things you met before, and the bracelet you found under the bed..."

The smile on Christina's face froze. She held the phone and did not reply immediately.

Crystal kept saying, "Never mind. We'll figure it out until the babies are born."

Crystal knew that she was very upset about these events, and the fact that she was about to give birth made her even more disturbed. She comforted her, "You're married, so you should have a talk and solve the problem together."

After a while, she replied, "It's him who doesn't want to talk."

Looking at Crystal's sweet words, Christina forced a bitter smile.

At this moment, footsteps behind her approached, and Nanny Faang suddenly called her name loudly.

"Christina, I think Patrick may be delayed there. Why don't you eat first and don't starve yourself and your babies?"

Thirty minutes had passed.

"Yes."

She subconsciously glanced at the door and nodded indifferently.

"Talk to you later." After sending Crystal a message, she was ready to put down her phone and go to the restaurant.

When she logged out of WhatsApp, she happened to see that she had a few unread messages.

One of them was a long voice message sent to her by Charles at three in the middle of the night.

She stood up from the sofa, following Nanny Faang as she listened to the long voice message casually.

"You damn woman." Then a series of angry roars sounded.

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