My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 204

Because all the windows on the third floor were open, the whole room was very bright at noon, adding a comfortable warmth to the room.

At this moment, Patrick was leaning against the railing and looking at the woman in front of him quietly.

She gently folded the clothes, and muttered something. And she was pregnant with their children. Every movement of her was beautiful and elegant.

"When did you come?"

When Christina turned around and saw him, she was a bit surprised.

Yet he didn't answer, yet just staring at her.

Being stared at, she was a little embarrassed. She then turned her head and glanced out the other window and explained, "I'm bored. I'm here to see how things are going here."

"Nanny Faang said you waited for me to have breakfast this morning?" He inexplicably mentioned.

"No, that wasn't true." Noticing his burning gaze, her heart suddenly beat fast. "I didn't wait for you. I already ate it myself."

"Really?" His tone was very flat, and there was no emotion on his face.

He suddenly turned around. "There's still some formaldehyde here. Don't stay here too long."

After he finished his words, he then left.

Yet she felt a little baffled.

He suddenly came and then left. Didn't he come to look for her?

She just couldn't understand his sudden leaving.

"Young Master Hopkins was not cold and distant when he was a child. Sometimes he just didn't know how to express his feelings even if he cared about someone very much." She thought of what Nanny Faang used to tell her.

Many times, she felt that he was strange. And those people would also tell her the same thing with a smile.

Maybe he just wanted to see her.

And he missed her.

"Patrick!"

Suddenly, the excitement rushed into her heart and she shouted.

He then stopped and immediately turned to look at her.

"Yeah?"

He turned around immediately she called him.

He'd reacted so fast that Christina looked at him in a daze, didn't know what to say.

He strode back to her with a frown. "You feel uncomfortable?"

Christina looked into his intense eyes and blushed, racking her brain to come up with something.

She didn't know either why she'd suddenly called him.

To Patrick, her silly look and bulging belly just made her more fragile.

"The baby moved," she slurred with her head turned sideways.

"The baby moved?"

Patrick seemed to have heard something very strange.

Christina felt bad that she used her son as the cover whenever she was in a dilemma. She was about to say sorry to her son when the man suddenly reached out his hand.

He tenderly rested his palm on her belly, which unsettled Christina a little.

Her son was very cooperative and gave a little kick at this time.

Christina was amazed.

Patrick, who always looked solemn and composed, was shocked as if magic had just happened.

It was really magical that there was a life growing in the woman's body.

"He can also hear you now..."

An old, deep voice came, accompanied by the clatter of the scepter.

Christina looked up at the door and flushed, falling a step back subconsciously. Patrick put his hand down without much emotion in his eyes.

Why was the old man suddenly here?

"You should not stay here. There's too much formaldehyde in the air," Senior Mr. Hopkins grumbled in a tone that resembled Patrick's very much.

He was very excited that he would turn eighty next month and his grandson would be born next month too. If they happened to be on the same day, he'd be euphoric.

He didn't have the butler keeping his company. He'd simply come to see whether the baby's room needed anything more.

Nothing mattered more than the birth of his grandson now.

Therefore, the old man glared at Patrick and Christina with his piercing eyes and scolded, "Don't you fight again. The baby can hear you. It's not wholesome for him."

"You should feel very lucky to be a couple. There are numerous star-crossed lovers out there. You should cherish every second after you met."

They must have met each other for a reason.

Christina's heart was thumping and she looked up, right into Patrick's eyes.

"You're the best."

Senior Mr. Hopkins was pleased and said to Christina.

"Thank you," Christina replied with flushes on her cheeks.

The old man lifted his eyes. "I'm not talking to you," he said callously.