My billionaire husband spoils me too much

Chapter 109

Just as Patrick asked, the phone at the table suddenly rang.

It was a call from the company.

Patrick answered the call and listened to the report coldly. The people in the ward immediately quieted

down.

Christina sat next to him and heard some voice indistinctly, "You should come back..."

"I'll come back tomorrow." Finally, Patrick replied faintly.

"Did something happen?"

Christina looked at him and frowned. She was worried.

"Nothing."

Patrick seldom talked about the company with her.

"Is the group affected by the car accident..."

Christina was concerned and wanted to know more, but Patrick didn't let her ask. He said, "Go out and

buy me lunch. I don't like the food in the hospital."

She froze and clenched her lips. She stood up from the bed.

"All right." She said reluctantly and walked out.

"Patrick, can Shawn deal with the news at home..."

Christina walked to the door and heard that Barbara was discussing the company with him seriously,

"I've paid attention to it lately. I suspect that some media are manipulated in secret..."

"Chandler told me about the great public pressure. Some reports say that IP&G Group has been

turbulent for changing the head. Some reports are more ridiculous and say that you are dead. It is a

mess."

"You should appear in public..." Charles sounded a little angry.

Click!

The door was slammed by Christina angrily.

They were talking about business, and she was asked to go out indirectly. She was a little depressed.

Why couldn't she know?

Although she was unhappy, she went out of the hospital and bought takeout for him. Mercer Island was

a famous rich area in Seattle. There were lush mountains and lucid waters. The environment was

good.

Since Patrick asked her to go out, she sat in the chair of an open-air restaurant. She enjoyed the view

and had the cake.

But she was in the strange city alone. Even the scenery was beautiful, she was still sad.

When was Patrick so aggrieved? He was seriously injured and unconscious now. Was she good

enough to be protected by him...

Why did Cory hit Patrick in car? It was your fault...

She suddenly remembered Jiang Meil's words.

She put down the fork. She looked bad and was in a daze.

Suddenly, there was a thud. The ripples were made by a small rock in the clear lake on her left. She

came to herself.

Christina stood up. It seemed that she figured it out. She wanted to hurry back. It didn't matter even if

Patrick asked her to go out and she had to wait outside the door.

However, when Christina came to the store to pay the bill, the waiter told her that the bill had been

paid.

A man paid for her.

Christina was stunned for a second. Did someone pay for her again?

"How tall is he? Does he have fair skin and azure eyes..." She suddenly became nervous and grabbed

the waiter by the arm to ask.

The waiter found that she was anxious, he quickly answered, "Yes, he is tall and has blue eyes..."

Christina ran out in a hurry. She looked around at the passers-by and shouted in a hurry.

"Eric!"

"Eric, I know it's you. Come out..."

She shouted in Chinese. The passers-by stopped and looked at her curiously. The waiter thought

something big had happened and rushed out, "Miss, do you need help?"

Christina ignored them. She narrowed her eyes and looked around nervously.

She didn't find him.

She carefully saw the passers-by and he was not there.

"... You are so stingy. I just said that I wouldn't see you again. Why do you remember it for so long. You

are so stubborn. You are a pig!"

Christina yelled at the lake in front of her angrily. She looked angry and guilty.

She had known him a long time ago. Even she herself couldn't remember. Her grandfather said that

when she learned to crawl, she snatched his toy arrogantly.

They grew up together and went to the same kindergarten. They were classmates in primary school

and middle school... But they quarreled and he left.

Since he left that day, she had never seen him.

She regretted it later. She wanted to find him, but she failed.

Grandpa scolded her and her aunt also scolded her. But she was young and arrogant. She was proud

and didn't admit her mistakes. But she secretly kept the wooden box that he gave her. No matter where

she moved to, she would take it with her.

"Eric hasn't been in contact with the Fishers these years. Will he be in trouble..." Suddenly she

remembered something bad. He was autistic and didn't know how to get along with others.

She picked up the takeout and went back to the hospital. At last, she didn't see him.

"Christina, are you very aggrieved to buy lunch?"

The elevator was on the floor and she happened to meet Charles. Charles saw that she carried the

takeout and looked sullen.

Christina was in a bad mood and glanced at him discontentedly, "Have you finished discussing the

important matters?"

"What? You're sulking. You're worried that Patrick didn't let you know about the company." Charles

grunted angrily and grumbled at her.

"Why do you like to cause trouble? He has his own way. You just need to do your own things. And you

won't understand even if he tells you."

"I see. I really can't help you." Christina was annoyed.

She replied in anger and passed him to go to the ward.

Seeing that she left angrily, he raised his eyebrows, "Is she really angry?"

Christina was angry, but now she didn't know what she was angry about.

The door was open and Barbara was still in the room, "Be careful when you return tomorrow..."

Patrick seemed to feel it and suddenly raised his head to look at the door.

Barbara did not look back and she was awkward. She knew that she should leave. She remembered

something important and asked quickly.

"... Is there any news about Derek?"

Christina stood outside the door. It seemed that they were discussing business. She did not dare to go

in and could not hear what they were talking about.

She held the takeout bag and waited outside.

"I'll leave..."

To Christina's surprise, Barbara strode out in less than two minutes and greeted her with a smile.

"Are you done talking? Do I disturb you..." Christina asked out of courtesy.

"As long as Patrick was awake, it is fine in the company. There's one more thing... I'll ask him later."

She did not elaborate. She looked at Christina and paused. She said with a smile, "Patrick knows you

are waiting outside. Hurry up and go in." She smiled reluctantly.

"Where's the fairy tale book I asked you to buy?"

It was the third day since Patrick woke up, and he has regained his energy, but his injuries were so

serious that he needed to stay in the hospital for observation. Charles and the others came to visit him

every day at noon.

Christina rummaged through the fruit basket that Charles had brought, but there was no fairy tale book

she wanted.

"You're a mother now, but you read such childish books." Charles glared at her angrily.

Christina looked at him angrily. "I told you the day before yesterday. You forgot again!"

"I asked Barbara to stop by the bookstore and buy it for you. Christina, are you ashamed that you have

to bother others when you are asked to stay and look after Patrick?''

Every time Charles came to visit him, this ward became very lively. Patrick sat leaning on the head of

the bed, glancing towards them.

Christina and Charles glared at each other, then they turned their heads away and shut up.

Around 11:30 noon, the nurse brought some food.

Probably tired of the food here, Patrick continued to read the financial papers in his hand. His face was

cold and he didn't even look at the lunch.

"Patrick, you can't be picky about food in front of my son."

Christina's words were so astonishing, and Charles was about to say that she was the pickiest eater.

At this moment, Barbara walked in slowly. "Patrick's son?" With a slight smile, she looked at the people

in the room jokingly.

"Hello." Christina looked at Barbara and immediately became more disciplined and greeted her

seriously.

Charles mocked her. "You're pretending."

"I've heard from Charles that you're pregnant with twins. Congratulations." Xua Barbara walked up to

her and smiled like a sister.

Christina was surprised to hear that.

Barbara looked at her face and said with a chuckle, "I've heard about you before. After all, you're so

famous."

Charles sighed and shook his head. "Yes, she is a famous troublemaker."

"Charles, do you need a beating?" Christina turned around and glared at him, blaming him for ruining

her image.

"Barbara, don't get too close to her. Christina has a violent tendency. If you don't agree with her, she Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

will beat and hurt you. Be careful."

"They say you're good at karate?" Barbara was amused and asked curiously.

Was it a compliment to be judged as a great fighter?

Christina looked at Barbara in front of her. She was very decent and generous, and very capable. She

could tell at a glance that Barbara was a career woman. She had always admired this kind of self-

reliant woman.

Compared to Barbara, she felt ashamed.

Christina looked a little embarrassed and muttered, "My grandfather told me to learn this since I was a

child. He said I wouldn't be bullied in the future."

"Grandpa is right."

The man who had been reading the newspaper quietly suddenly said in a low voice.

Charles was expressionless. He just wanted to tease her that her grandfather hadn't thought that she

would bully others?

Barbara glanced at Patrick on the other side of the bed. Suddenly, the smile on her face was a little

stiff.

Lowering her head, she hid her emotions and quickly took out a book from the bag. "Charles asked me

to buy it for you..."

Christina took the fairy tale book from her. "Thank you."

"Christina, do you like fairy tales?"

"I want to read stories to Patrick." Christina looked at her and took it for granted.

The man on the bed was surprised and put down his newspaper to look at her.

"You don't like it?"

Seeing that he was looking at her strangely, Christina asked back.

She remembered that the last time she was in the hospital, Patrick read her Grimm's Fairy Talese, but

she wasn't sure if Patrick had this habit.

She even doubted if Patrick wanted to go back to his childhood, but she didn't have the guts to ask

such a serious question.

Charles was so stunned that he forgot to tease her for a moment, but suddenly he heard Patrick's deep

voice, "I like."

Charles felt speechless.

"Brianna will definitely like Christina. It's fun to be with her." Barbara raised the corner of her lips slightly

and turned to smile at Patrick.

"Is Brianna coming today?"

Charles remembered that Patrick's sister had a school holiday today.

"I was supposed to pick her up from school, but she has an appointment with a friend today..."

Charles was shocked when he heard this. "Does Brianna have a friend?"

Christina frowned slightly and thought that Charles's tone was a little strange. She didn't know much

about Brianna. The last time she saw her, she only felt that she was very shy.

"Brianna has autism," Patrick whispered.

"Autism?" Christina's eyes widened and she walked to the bed as if she were interested. "Patrick, is

your sister's autism born or affected..."

Seeing her taking the initiative to sit by his bed, Patrick couldn't help but laugh. "She's just shy. She'll

like you."

"Actually, I'm pretty good with people with autism." Christina was confident.

"Christina, you are very unashamed."

Charles teased her. "Dealing with people with autism needs a lot of patience. I think Brianna would

probably be scared to tears by your fiery temper."

"And only Barbara is so attentive to stay with her all year round to communicate with her."

Charles liked Patrick's sister very much, but Brianna was too introverted. Every time they saw her, they

would show their friendliness and wanted to get closer to her, but Brianna was only willing to chat with

the Hopkinses members. Barbara took a long time to make Brianna accept her.

"No, I used to... Eric is autistic too. He likes me." Christina said defiantly.

Charles didn't believe that. Men were bewitched by her beauty. "Come on, I already know how proud

you were in your past love stories. Those men chased you, it's just..."

"Eric is different from those men!"

Christina argued with him, and the two of them quarreled at the sight of each other.

"Who's Eric?"

Patrick didn't bother to argue with them, but suddenly he felt annoyed by hearing Eric's name.