My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 153

Around 8 pm, Christina suddenly received a call from Crystal.

"Christina, Christina, can you help us?"

On the other end of the phone, Crystal sounded urgent and anxious.

Christina was alone in the luxurious suite on the top floor of the hotel. She asked confusedly,"Crystal, what happened to you? Did you drink?"

Hearing her vaguely, Christina thought she seemed to have drunk quite a lot. Besides, Crystal was alight drinker and could only drink a little.

"Where... where's Patrick?"

Crystal held the phone in her hand and her speech was a little incoherent.

"He's not here. What happened?”

Christina was surprised that she suddenly asked about Patrick.

Patrick had to deal with some business in A City. But an hour ago, he sent a text message sayingthat he should come over and warned her of running around. Christina had changed her clothesand was about to go down the hall to eat some food. Just when she wanted to open the door, shereceived a call from Crystal.

"Miss, Miss Parker, she was forced to drink half a bottle of whiskey.” She couldn't hear her clearlyand her speech was incoherent. Christina was puzzled.

"Mr. Morris said that he, he was the Fishers's relative. He said that she could not be Derek'sgirlfriend, and he also said that if Barbara wanted to be Patrick's lover. She'd better be his lover."Christina could hardly understand what she was saying, "Crystal, where are you now?"

"I, am now," Crystal on the other end of the phone paused.

She burped and suddenly remembered something important. She raised her voice and screamed,"Christina, come and save us!"

"This hotel is owned by the Hopkinses. The staff here will follow your advice. You, hurry up.”Christina knew she was drunk, frowned, and immediately became anxious.

"Which room are you in? I'll go over now!" As she spoke, she quickly reached out and twisted thedoor handle.

But as soon as she opened the door, a tall figure appeared in front of her.

Christina was caught off guard and bumped into the man on his chest. She was too shocked toreact for a moment. Christina was pushed inside by the man and he locked the door.

"Damn it, who are you?" She raised her head and cursed angrily.

But when she just finished the last sentence, Christina froze and looked at the man in front of herwith disbelief on her face.

He was tall, almost 1.86 meters tall, but he looked a little thin. He had fair skin and a well-featuredface as delicate as a European person, His blue eyes were especially impressive.

He looked at her eyes and his blue eyes reflected her face. There was a flash of hesitation on hishandsome face and he slightly frowned.

A moment later, he opened his thin lips slightly and murmured.

"Christina."

His voice was deep but clear, soft but cold.

It was a very special and beautiful voice.

Similarly, he was handsome and fair with a high and elegant demeanor.

She heard this familiar nickname that had disappeared for a long time. Except for her dead mother,only he would call her Christina.

She had complained to him countless times that this nickname sounded disgusting.

But he still called her this way and never changed.

"Eric, where have you been all these years?"

Christina's eyes gradually turned red. She said nothing but shouted at him angrily, "Derek, wherethe hell have you been?"