My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 366

When Patrick woke up, Paul told him that he had a lot of missed calls and unread text messages.

After the maid helped him take off his coat last night, his phone was put into his coat and kept ringing.

"Young Master Hopkins, please go to the dining room to eat something."

Paul had instructed the cook to prepare a lot of dishes in advance. Patrick had not returned to the Hopkins family for a long time.

"I'll eat later."

Patrick was not hungry. He walked out of the Eastern Garden and towards the Main Residence while browsing a large number of missed calls and text messages on his cell phone. They were all friends he didn't contact very often. Why did they send messages to congratulate him today?

Suddenly, he remembered that he had posted a picture on Instagram early in the morning.

There were a lot of comments. For the first time, Patrick had realized that he had so many unfamiliar contacts.

He glanced through it quickly. It turned out that the flashpoint was Chandler's tricky message. "They are Patrick's biological twin sons."

Patrick posted his sons' photo on Instagram for nothing special. At that time, he just thought that if Christina saw it, she might come straight back to the Hopkins family.

However, in fact, Christina didn't leave any comments.

Because she didn't follow his Instagram.

Thinking of this, Patrick felt a little embarrassed.

Paul followed him and saw his weird expression. Paul said with concern, "Young Master Hopkins, you drank so much last night. I'll get someone to bring Prairie oyster over. You'll feel better if you drink some."

Seeing him walk into the hall of the Main Residence, Senior Mr. Hopkins was in a good mood and snorted majestically. "Leave that bastard alone. He deserves all this as he drank so much!"

Paul forced a fake smile. He still brought Prairie oyster over. During this period of time, their Young Master Hopkins was also very tired that his health condition deteriorated. Paul cared about him but he could do nothing to change his mood and persuade him to drink it.

Senior Mr. Hopkins glared at his grandson, feeling grumpy. He turned his head and immediately changed his kind voice to coax the twins who were learning to crawl in a low voice. "My little great-grandsons are the most lovable."

But the twins were crying loudly.

Patrick sat on the sofa beside him and said, "They're still crying. They're not likable."

The nannies anxiously comforted them, but it was useless. The twins cried desperately with their big watery eyes, sounding noisy and heartbroken.

"How could they cry so loud?"

Patrick observed his sons carefully for a long time. He really wondered if they were his biological sons. Why did they cry so hard?

"Only children who can cry are energetic," Senior Mr. Hopkins said angrily with a sullen face. "Stay away from them in the future. Don't let them learn your bad temper. Don't take pictures of children. It will hurt their eyes."

Patrick was expressionless. Senior Mr. Hopkins chased him away later.

At 12 noon, Chandler called him and laughed. "Patrick, everyone is very curious. They are so excited that they want to go to Hopkins family to see the twins."

"Really?" Patrick's tone was ambiguous.

Chandler knew what he was thinking and said deliberately, "They secretly forwarded it to many people. Crystal contacted Christina immediately. Christina will definitely see the photo."

Chandler remembered that last night Patrick Hopkins actually complained about being ignored by her. Moreover, he sounded very sad and frustrated. Thinking of this, Chandler was amused.

Chandler asked again, "Patrick, what are you going to do?"

Patrick suddenly fell silent. After a while, he muttered to himself, "Take my sons out secretly."

"What?"

Chandler was surprised. Before he could ask in detail, Patrick had hung up the phone.

At this time, the babies usually slept in the nursery. Patrick walked in and asked the maid and nanny to leave.

He found an empty cardboard box in the toy room. Then Patrick put his twin sons into the cardboard box and carried them with both hands. He walked out as usual.

However, the twins were very sensitive that they woke up immediately. They looked at their father with clear and bright eyes in confusion.

Patrick whispered, "Don't cry."

The two babies had just woken up, so they were very cooperative.

"Young Master Hopkins, lunch is ready."

Paul who happened to pass called out to him. He looked at Patrick holding a cardboard box strangely, puzzled, and asked, "Young Master Hopkins, what are you holding? Do you need help..."

"No need."

Patrick did not turn back while saying these two words.

He went to the garage, put the cardboard box in the passenger seat, and immediately started the car. Then he drove smoothly and quickly away from the Hopkins family towards the city center.

The door of Christina's apartment was unlocked. She was about to go out when Patrick suddenly barged in.

She was surprised to see him.

Christina looked at him with a serious face. Patrick did not say anything, held a strange cardboard box tightly in his hands, and placed it firmly on the table.

He turned to look at her with a meaningful look. Then Patrick opened the cardboard box. In an instant, Christina's blood froze.

Patrick told her coldly, "I stole them out."

Sure enough, grandpa called him the next second. Patrick immediately hung up.

The next second, Christina's phone rang. It was Senior Mr. Hopkins who called in a hurry and roared, "Tell that bastard Patrick to send the children back safely immediately!"

Grandpa's loud voice brought Christina back to her senses. She looked down at babies in the cardboard box.

There were two babies sitting obediently in this toy box. The cute twins were muttering and looking at her with their curious and big eyes.

Christina felt warm. But she could not tell her feelings. She was so shocked that she did not know how to react.

Patrick looked at her. He seemed a little nervous and said hesitantly, "They are our children."

He thought she would cry or scold him excitedly with children in her arms.

However, Christina remained silent, which drove him crazy.

"Send them back." Her voice was a little distant.

Patrick couldn't believe what she said.

He stared at her eyes in silence. After a long time, he asked her in a low and soft voice, "Christina, don't you want them?"

Patrick never knew that he would be nervous too. He said in a trembling voice.

She was really so angry about him that she could leave her sons and leave him.

Christina suddenly smiled. "Even if they are really my babies, so what? I'm not the daughter of the Dickens family. The blood relationship doesn't mean anything to me. These two children are no different from orphans on the roadside to me now."

She told him calmly, "Patrick, you forced me to drive them out of my mind. I was in pain and despair during that time. Finally, I learned to accept the truth."

"I don't want to get involved with you anymore. I just want a simple life."

With that, she turned around and walked out.

Patrick stood quietly, holding the twins in the cardboard box with both hands. He did not move, feeling heartbroken. At this moment, he felt abandoned by the whole world.