My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 406

Patrick had a sound sleep last night. He didn’t wake up until morning. Patrick was a light sleeper. Hewas very vigilant. It was strange that all his tiredness had disappeared when he lay on this bed.When he woke up, he was much more refreshed and energetic.

"Patrick, get up.”

Outside the door, Christina knocked on the door and shouted in a strange tone.

It was her room. Why did she have to knock on the door? Besides, Patrick was used to getting up at5 o'clock. Today, he didn't make a sound until 10 o'clock. So Christina's aunt asked her to come overand take a look at Patrick.

There was still no sound in the door. Christina frowned, took the key to open the door, and bargedin.

Then, she stared blankly at Patrick for a second. He was standing by the bed, taking off his clothes."Why didn't you answer me?"

Christina looked embarrassed and immediately turned around with her back to him.

"Christina, come here." He suddenly called out to her.

"No."

Without thinking about it, she immediately refused. Her face blushed, and she subconsciouslythought of something dirty.

"Christina, is Patrick awake? Wake him up for breakfast." In the corridor, Betty was worried aboutPatrick and came over. After all, he was from the Hopkins family, so she had to be more careful."Why are there bloodstains on your clothes?”

Betty suddenly screamed. She stood at the door and saw the red bloodstain on the back of Patrick'swhite shirt.

Hearing this, Christina immediately turned around and looked at him. Patrick had already taken offhis shirt and revealed his back. His knife wound that had been sewn earlier was bleeding.

"Did you get hurt in Switzerland?"

Betty looked worried and walked into the room directly. As an elder, she was not shy, but morenervous. If Patrick's wound got serious in the Dickens family, she would be in big trouble.

"Well, this wound. Do you want to go to the hospital now?"

Patrick didn't care about the small injury on his back at all. He glanced at the blood-stained shirt onhis hand and looked up. "I'm fine.” His tone was very flat.

"You had a good sleep last night, so you didn't notice your wound.”

Betty looked at his wound again with concern, then turned around and walked out, saying, "I'll godownstairs to get the medicine kit."

"Thank you, but no need.”

Patrick blurted out and turned his head, meeting Christina's gaze. She frowned and glared at himwith obvious displeasure. For some reason, he did not continue.

Betty quickly brought up the medicine kit and found some iodine hydrogen peroxide and cottonswabs. "Christina, help Patrick disinfect the wound.”

Patrick couldn't handle the back injury on his own. So Christina should help him.

Patrick glanced at Christina, then sat down by the bed and waited to be served.

When Betty saw this, she even wanted to laugh. Patrick did not say a word and sat down directly,making her feel that he was very obedient.

The iodine was less irritating. Betty handed the iodine to Christina. But she picked up the hydrogenperoxide expressionlessly. Christina applied the highly irritating hydrogen peroxide to the knifewound on his back. Patrick suddenly felt pain and his body trembled.

Betty was flustered and said. "Christina, be gentle.” She was too rude.

"Don’t worry. He is strong and not afraid of pain.”

Christina replied in a serious tone.

She continued to apply hydrogen peroxide to his wound several times. Patrick didn't say anything.But as the wound on his back was stimulated by hydrogen peroxide, he could only endure the painand tense up.

Christina was retaliating against him by applying the ointment. She didn't know what she was angryabout. "You pressed your wound on purpose.” Her voice was filled with anger.

In her opinion, this man would not sleep so soundly. He had always been very vigilant. The doctorwarned him not to sleep on his side because of the injury on his back. If he did, his wound wouldeasily bleed.

Patrick had always been favored by God. He was tall and strong with fair skin. The scar on his backwas unpleasant to the eye. Christina stared at it and felt very upset.

He got hurt because of her. She thought he did this on purpose to make her feel guilty.

A sense of guilt, coupled with many complicated feelings, turned into anger. "I didn't ask you tosave me." She cursed angrily in a low voice.

Patrick turned his back to her. He wanted to say something but didn't.

Betty did not understand why her niece was suddenly angry and why the master of the Hopkinsfamily did not say a word and was scolded obediently.

She had never seen Patrick have such a good temper. It was weird.

Finally, she applied red medicine to the knife wound on his back. The wound stopped bleedingquickly, but Patrick didn't have a shirt to wear.

Betty picked up his blood-stained shirt and said, "We're a little far from the city center.” It wasinconvenient to buy a new shirt. Besides, his shirts might only be bought in the high-end countersalong the business street.

"I'll wash this shirt now and dry it. But it will take at least three hours.”

Christina suddenly interrupted her and said, "We have shirts at home.”

Betty thought of Donald's shirt and said, "Your father's size doesn't fit his.”

"Derek's shirt."

As soon as Christina said this, Patrick, who was sitting quietly by the bed thinking about something,immediately turned to look at her with a meaningful look.

Christina remained calm as he looked at her. She pointed to the wardrobe and said. "Derek used tostay at our house for the night. I washed and cleaned his clothes.” Her voice was gradually volumeddown. "Patrick can wear it."

Derek and Patrick were about the same height. Derek was thinner but they were wearing the samesize of shirts. Even their favorite shirt brand style was similar.

In her wardrobe, there was Derek's shirt, coats, trousers, and even underwear. Some were brandnew, and some were clothes that Derek had worn before.

Betty was not surprised. Derek had been very close to Christina since they were children. In the past,she had always regarded Derek as her own family. Alas, the god of destiny made fools of thepeople. They didn't become a couple.

It didn't seem polite to say this to Patrick. Christina thought that he wouldn't wear it. Unexpectedly,Patrick generously picked up the neatly washed shirt in the wardrobe and put it on.

Christina was embarrassed. He didn't mind it. Instead, she undervalued him. She glanced at themen's underwear in the wardrobe and suddenly added, "Those underwear are brand new.”

She didn't know why she had to explain but she just said it inexplicably.

Patrick didn't mind it at all. He looked normal and nodded

"Okay, go down and have breakfast. Or, it will be too cold to eat.”

Betty eased the atmosphere and urged them to go downstairs for breakfast.

It was 10:30 a.m. Mrs. Dickens and Donald had breakfast at 7: 00 a.m. The whole family was worriedthat Christina when she was in Switzerland. So they postponed the physical reexamination at thehospital. After breakfast, they went to the hospital this morning. Now there were only the three ofthem at home.

"Christina, don't go outside later. Your grandmother went to bed early last night. You didn't get upearly this morning. She said she wanted to see you as soon as she came back. Don't disappearagain.”

Betty served them two pieces of bacon and couldn't help but nag.

"When will they come back from the hospital?"

"They missed the appointment. They might have to line up this time. They won't be back until about5p.m."

"Grandma and dad didn't have a nanny to accompany them. Would it be inconvenient for them?"The nanny and servants at home were fired.

"It doesn't matter. Your father doesn't need a wheelchair anymore. He can walk slowly with hiswalking stick. The doctor said that his recovery was very good. Although your grandmother is old,she has always been in good health. You can't walk as fast as she can. Don't worry, they will takecare of themselves.”

Christina and her aunt were eating and chatting.

Patrick sat opposite. He kept quiet and lowered his head to eat. While listening to theirconversation, he occasionally glanced at Christina.

"It's not because of the money. Your father said that he didn't have much work in the company andwas about to retire. He wants to mow the lawn and do some housework at home. And he wants todo it himself as exercise. Otherwise, he will rust.”

Christina tidied up their plates and went to the kitchen. She was a little surprised to hear that. "Myfather can do housework?"

Betty glanced at Patrick, who was sitting in the living room after breakfast, and asked, "Do you wantto go out with him?"

Christina was expressionless and said, "No."

Betty chuckled and didn't say much. After all, they were family members. Betty continued, "Yourfather now helps wash the dishes every day.”

Christina, who was washing the dishes, felt surprised. In her memory, her father had never been inthe kitchen since she was a child. She did not expect that he would do housework when he got old."There are a lot of things that are always unexpected. People always change.” Betty was cleaning upsome cutlery in the kitchen and couldn't help but sigh.

She used her elbow to touch Christina, looked at the man sitting quietly in the living room again,and whispered, "Patrick has changed a lot too.”

Christina looked at him and pouted. She was still sullen, saying, "He's always been like this.”

"What was he like before?" Betty asked.

Christina was speechless for a moment and did not know how to answer.

"By the way, when will he leave? Will he eat at our house tonight? What's Patrick's favorite dish? I'llgo to the market to buy it."

"l don't know."

"You don't know?" Betty felt strange. Christina had been with him for a long time, and they even hadchildren.

"He eats everything. Don't pay special attention to him."

Christina felt a little guilty. She really didn't know his diet preference.

In fact, she really didn't know him at all.

They were supposed to be two strangers, but they became each other's closest mates.