My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 116

"Christina, be quiet and don't talk about it again...”

Ever since that night when Patrick warned her coldly, she had been trying to be restless. She seemedto be deliberately against him and provoke him all the time.

At noon in midsummer, the sun was shining brightly outside.

The servants in the living room of the Hopkins Family's Main Residence

were busy preparing a rich lunch for their guests.

Early this morning, Charles, Chandler, and a few new men arrived in Hopkins Family.

These people went into Patrick's spacious study and had a secret meeting. Christina had no ideawhat was going on and didn't want to know now.

"Young Madam..."

It was time for lunch. Nanny Faang was surprised to see Christina striding over to have lunch.

Ever since their young master taught Christina a lesson that night, she refused to eat with Patrick atthe same table.

Anyway, with him around, she would definitely turn around and leave.

Patrick and the others sat upright on the dining chair. They had not eaten yet. Chandler greeted herwith a gentle smile on his face.

"It's been a long time since I saw you. It is our pleasure to dine with you..."

Christina smiled, "I already ate.”

"But I'm a little full, so I need to exercise after dinner.” She turned her head and glared fiercely atPatrick in the middle of the dining table. The last words were emphasized, which made othersconfused.

Charles and the others did not understand what she meant by exercise after dinner and werecurious to ask the male owner of the house. However, before they could say anything, the wholehall rang with the crisp and melodious sound of the piano.

She skillfully played Chopin's nocturne on the piano with her slender fingers.

Christina played this song so well that she could recite it without music. The faster she played it, theharder she pressed the keys, as if she was venting some emotions.

Though the music was melodious, the servants in the hall of Hopkins Family became anxious.Chandler and Charles looked at each other warily. The others in the dining room were a little scaredand secretly looked at Patrick in the middle seat.

Suddenly, they felt restless.

And she was still playing the piano smoothly. How dare she play this song in the Hopkins Family..."Enough!"

The man in the dining room seemed to have run out of patience. He stood up in a huff and bumpedinto the tableware on the dining table. Charles and the others became nervous.

"Christina, have you had enough of this?"

It was not until the last note of this nocturne that she stopped contentedly.

Though the Hopkins Family's dining room was a little far from where the piano was placed in themiddle of the hall, others could still clearly hear the sound of the piano, which made some peopleannoyed.

Yes, she knew that he had never liked anyone playing the piano at home, especially this piece ofmusic.

The atmosphere at home was solemn and tense.

The butler anxiously ran over to Christina and whispered, "Young Master Patrick doesn't like thissong because madam used to..."

Judy used to be an international pianist and liked Chopin's nocturne most. And she became famousfor her performance skills in playing this music.

"Really?" Christina stood up from the piano stage with a nonchalant face.

"Don't tell me. Patrick said that anything here is none of my business.”

Christina strode straight and heavily past the restaurant, clearly demonstrating against the men overthere...

"Be quiet! Never! I would make a loud noise!” She thought.

Patrick was grim and refrained from getting angry. He glared at her and saw the woman haughtilywalking away. Charles and the others were too scared to breathe loudly.

Others didn't know when the cold war between them started. Maybe it was the day when she triedso hard to cook him a good meal, he inexplicably taught her a lesson. As a result, Christina was notconvinced.

Or perhaps the problems between them had existed for a long time and had been piling up for toolong.

In any case, if the masters of the family had a cold war, servants would suffer most.

"Young Master Patrick said he... He's not coming home for dinner tonight.”

At noon, Christina played the piano to protest against him, which made Patrick furious. At night, hesimply did not come back to avoid arguing with her.

Christina gritted her teeth and stared at dishes on the table.

She took a deep breath and pretended to be indifferent. She smiled and looked at Nanny Faang infront of her, which made Nanny Faang feel bad.

"Where are you?"

When it was almost 00: 00 at midnight, Patrick rushed back from outside.

As usual, he would go to the bedroom first, and then he would open the door. It was dark insidewith the lights off, and there was no one on the bed who should be sleeping soundly.

"Where is she?"

Patrick gritted his teeth and asked, almost losing his temper.

Nanny Faang was under great pressure and this time pulled the butler over because she was afraidthat she couldn't handle Patrick alone.

"Let me ask you, where did she go? Everyone didn't know she was lost last time."

Recently, because of the conflict with Christina, some work, and personal affairs, he was restless.The butler said hesitantly with a complicated expression, "Young Madam has gone to her friend'shouse for the night.”

"Around 7 p.m. tonight, the driver personally sent her over. We also called you..." But Patrick was toobusy. Knowing the phone from the butler, the assistant didn't tell Patrick and continued to work.Patrick became grim and didn't speak, with his lips pursed tightly.

She should have gone to Crystal's apartment.

Nanny Faang hesitated for a moment and said carefully, "Young Master Patrick, although the YoungMadam is a little noisy, she is kind-hearted. Don't argue with her..."

Patrick became furious when he heard this.

If he were to argue with her, she would still be... He didn't know what words to scold her. He wasextremely angry.

Although it was summer, the midnight breeze was also somewhat cool.

"Young Master Patrick, do you want to pick up Young Madam to go home..." The butler also knewthat Patrick didn't want to argue with her. Patrick just wanted to shun her when he didn't come backhome for dinner.

"Leave her alone!"

Patrick was really angry this time. She actually ran out!

He turned around as if he didn't care about her and strode towards the study, only angrily holdingthe phone a little too tightly.

"Christina, why are you staring at your phone?”

This small apartment, about 70 square meters, was Crystal's home.

Usually at 12: 00 a.m, she had already washed and slept, but Christina's sudden visit tonight madeher a little surprised and confused.

"Nothing."

Christina angrily threw her phone away.

Crystal looked her up and down and asked curiously, "Christina, did you run away from home?"