My billionaire husband spoils me too much

Chapter 178

"Patrick, you are really too tolerant of the Fisher Family."

Patrick was ruthless. He thoroughly reorganized the IP&G Group, leaving no room for his enemies. But

there existed an exception: the Fisher Family.

Charles felt that the word "tolerant" had nothing to do with Patrick's life forever. It was awkward to say

it. In fact, Charles felt that Patrick had taken Larry seriously.

It was not like his usual style.

"Larry is just a cousin of the Fisher Family. Seeing how arrogant he is now, I really want to..."

'Damn it, I really want to send someone to ruin his new project to discourage him.' He said to himself.

With his right hand holding tightly the wine glass, Charles glared at the fat figure in the black suit in the

center of the party.

Patrick stood still with a cold expression.

He looked out of the window. The rain was frantically slapping the window, a little noisy.

"Larry and Derek are very close..."

He said in a low voice. But he didn't finish his words as if he was very annoyed. He picked up a glass of

whiskey on the small round platform beside him.

"Don't drink too much."

All of a sudden, a beautiful figure rushed over from behind, and Barbara naturally reached out and

grabbed the glass from Patrick's hand.

"You had a headache in the company the day before yesterday... The doctor also reminded you not to

drink too much..." Her words being rarely tough, she was genuinely worried.

"Patrick had a headache recently at the company..."

Charles's expression became serious, and Barbara turned around and gave him a reproachful look. "I

hid all the wine you brought there."

"Well... Now," Charles was very surprised. Patrick was strong, so it was easy to ignore his physical

problem. Charles asked nervously, "Then, do you want to go to Seattle..."

"Shut up!" Patrick was annoyed by others mentioning his illness.

Looked straight at him, with tenderness in her eyes, Barbara persuaded in a soft voice, "Patrick, if

you're worried about something, you can tell us..."

Without looking at the affectionate expression in her eyes, Patrick pressed his lips and turned his head

to glance at the streaks of golden light lightning outside the left glass wall, frowning...

But Christina saw it.

She suddenly didn't understand why she was standing at the elevator. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

She should have walked over to greet them because he texted her to come over.

But now she was unable to walk. "You don't need me at all..."

It rained heavily outside. Thunder rumbled and clouds were surging, and lightning appeared from time

to time. It was a terrible night, but the people at this party didn't care. These celebrities often went to

different splendid and glorious parties, enjoying themselves to the fullest.

"Why did you ask me to come here?"

She could not move her eyes away from them, and she clearly saw Barbara snatching his glass away

in such a natural manner.

They were really close.

Suddenly, she was angry.

She thought he needed her, so she came here on this stormy day especially only to see the woman

showing tenderness to him. She had already known how popular he was among women outside.

With a straight face, Christina forced herself to turn around. She told herself, "Pretend I never came."

But as soon as she turned around and wanted to press the elevator button, she stopped.

She was hesitant...

It was he who sent her a message and asked her to come here...

Taking out her phone, she found that it was indeed Patrick's number... What if he really needed her

help?

She lowered her head and stared at the screen. After hesitating for a while, she moved her fingers

quickly and dialed the familiar number.

The crisp ringtone of the phone rang...

She was sulking, thinking carefully that if Patrick said, "Go over," she'd definitely ask him with a dark

face that how important it was to let her come over in the heavy rain. And she'd never give him a good

look...

"Hello..."

Unexpectedly, it was a clear female voice.

Christina's face turned pale and she was speechless. She hung up the phone in a hurry.

Without hesitation, she walked into the elevator without looking back

"Barbara has holding his phone..." The elevator went down quickly. She muttered and couldn't help but

laugh at herself.

"Christina?"

Charles looked at the screen and raised his eyebrows. It was indeed from Christina. "Why did she hang

up without saying anything?"

"Is she unhappy because I answered the phone?"

With a little embarrassed look on her face, Barbara returned the phone to its original owner and said

apologetically, "Patrick, it seems that next time my phone is out of power, I'd better borrow one from

someone else."

"Christina shouldn't be so mean..."

Although Charles usually was not on the same side as Christina, she was just angry for a while, and

she would probably be fine tomorrow.

Patrick felt strange. She rarely called him voluntarily.

Thinking of this, he frowned and dialed back.

[ The number you dialed is turned off... ]

The man's face darkened a little while holding the phone as he heard the mechanical reminders.

Looking at Patrick's gloomy expression, Charles marveled in his mind, "How dare she turn off her

phone?"

Well...Some Innocent people were absolutely getting into trouble...

"Where's the Young Madam?"

Patrick directly called Hopkins Family, with his voice cold and bleak.

Nanny Faang was surprised when she received the call. "Hasn't she arrived at Gordon Hotel..."

She told him in detail that Christina fell into the pool this afternoon, including that she hadn't had

dinner...

After hanging up his phone in silence, Patrick looked around the venue with burning eyes. He pressed

his lips and wanted to say something. The suspicion in his heart increased.

"Go and find the hotel manager..." It was a long time before he spoke in a deep voice.

Charles was stunned for a moment and found that his face was solemn. What happened?

Barbara tensed up, not daring to delay, and walked towards the reception desk. Gordon Hotel belonged

to Hopkins Family, so it was very convenient for him to find anything.

She didn't ask what happened because she didn't need to.

He was so nervous just because of that woman, Christina.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. Maybe Barbara didn't like me and wanted to make fun of me..."

At this time, the rain outside the window was still dripping. Christina sat in a corner of a restaurant

nearby.

[ The only thing you can do is not to disturb him. Christina, little do you know him... ]

She had heard a lot of sarcastic remarks, and she was never bothered by them. But she remembered

Barbara's words very clearly.

Perhaps it was because she indeed didn't understand him.

Barbara told her with actions that she really couldn't help him.

They were so tacit. They had been friends for so many years, and they had been in the company

together. What kind of existence was she? She could just give birth to his baby...

Christina looked depressed and looked at the mirror in front of the restaurant. Her face was even round

because she was pregnant. She was wearing a loose dress with a protruding belly, and her figure was

no longer as graceful as before. She felt really inferior...

Compared to those women at the party, she really felt inferior.

"How annoying!"

She frowned. She knew that there was no need to be angry about what happened just now, but she

realized that she was becoming increasingly sensitive and narrow-minded.

If she didn't care, there was no need to compare herself to the woman around, but she did.

Grabbing the menu to order something, she bellowed angrily, "If only the men can give birth to children!

So annoying..."

The waitress waiting beside her burst into laughter at her words, feeling that this pregnant woman was

quite cute.

The waitress was a young girl studying part-time. She joked, "It seems that all married women are

worried about their men cheating on them..."

"Not necessarily. You can just stop loving him."

Hardly had Christina's angry voice faded away, a loud noise came from the door of the restaurant. They

turned their heads subconsciously