My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 414

Christina hadn't contacted Crystal for a while since she came back from switzerland.

"How have you been lately?"

Christina spoke to her on WhatsApp, “Senior Mr. Hopkins stayed outside for a week. I found that heseemed to have lost some weight, but he was still very tough.”

Patrick had previously said that grandpa was afraid that she would be angry, but it turned out that'snot the case at all. Senior Mr. Hopkins had just come back for half the day and then began to fightfor the babies with her.

Christina was a little excited at the thought of the twins, and she said in WhatsApp, "I replace that theyounger baby is one kilo heavier than the elder baby. Maybe this is because the younger one likesto cry a lot and drinks a lot of milk powder after that, so he grows fat more easily.”

Crystal also smiled and asked her, "Christina, are you going to be a full-time mother at home in thefuture?”

Christina thought for a moment. Since she had decided to come back to the Hopkins family, her firstjob was to take care of the babies. Otherwise, what else would she have to do?

"I'm going out to replace a job outside.” Crystal told her without waiting for her to reply.

"Does Chandler agree? Aren't you going to stay at home and take care of the daily meals of theStephenson family?"

"Chandler asked me to work out. He said that if I stay at home as a cook, I will lose my socialconnections. He also said that women nowadays have better have their own ability to survive. Hesaid that there have been a lot of marriages where one side is poor and one side is rich, and womenin this kind of marriage are easy to suffer losses.”

Christina listened and came to a conclusion, "Crystal, you're right to get married to Chandler. He'squite good to you."

Crystal's voice was also filled with happiness, "Chandler also asked me to sign some donationagreements, saying that if something bad happens in the future, I will own that jewelry and shops. Idon't agree to sign such things. I think he’s thinking too much. How can we have so many troublesif we live peacefully?”

"Does Chandler often communicate with you?" Christina's tone became a little strange.

"It's such a long journey for a couple to complete in life. It's better for a couple to share and discussthings together.”

Crystal had been living a very comfortable life recently. She was a happy little woman. She did notnotice Christina's strange tone. She added sweetly, "Although I am not smart, I can also makesuggestions about work and life. But most of the time, it is Chandler who lectures with his vicioustongue.”

"Couples need to communicate with each other, right?" Christina asked seriously.

"Of course... Let's chat later. I am going to pick up Geoffrey from school.”

After chatting with Crystal, Christina looked a little serious. She found a problem, that was, couplesin other families would communicate with each other. But the icy man Patrick, her husband, was notwilling to spend more time talking to her at all.

As usual, dinner time was 7 o'clock in the Hopkins family.

Members of the Hopkins family were all here. Senior Mr. Hopkins stayed outside for one week,saying that he went to visit his old friend. After he came back, he did not give his grandson a nicelook. He looked grim. But it did not matter anyway, as grandpa had always been so serious with agrave face.

But Patrick soon noticed that tonight his wife didn't seem to be nice to him either.

Senior Mr. Hopkins was old but shrewd. He suddenly noticed that Christina was in a bad moodtonight. He glanced at his unfilial grandson opposite him again. Senior Mr. Hopkins immediatelyregained his appetite and ate an extra half bowl of rice.

"Why are you eating so little tonight?"

Patrick asked. After dinner, the busy man Patrick was originally going to the study to handledocuments. Tonight, instead of getting up immediately, he asked the woman beside him, "What doyou want to eat? Ask the kitchen to get it for you.”

Christina said angrily, "No."

Patrick stared at her with a serious expression.

Senior Mr. Hopkins immediately lost his temper, "She's full of anger. What else do you want her toeat?"

Christina was obviously angry. She pushed Patrick, "Aren't you going to the study to have a videoconference with someone? Go on. Don't tell me who you're going to video with and what theproject plan is. I'm not interested in it and I don't want to know."

Patrick frowned at Senior Mr. Hopkins and Christina, "What...happened?”

"Grandpa, let's go to the living room to make tea.”

"Okay."

Senior Mr. Hopkins and Christina had a tacit understanding. They ignored Patrick and left.

Patrick went to the study with a sullen face. During the meeting, the regional president was unluckyenough to speak to Patrick when he was upset. As a result, Patrick criticized his proposal seriously.At 12 o'clock at midnight, Patrick finished his urgent business in the study.

Before that, Nanny Faang had brought him a cup of ginseng soup. He then asked her to bringChristina some supper snacks. Nanny Faang then reported helplessly that Christina insisted that shewould not be hungry and refused to eat.

Patrick frowned when he returned to the master bedroom, "What happened tonight?" He found outthat Christina was still up so late.

"I just can't sleep, what's wrong?" She retorted in a stubborn tone.

Patrick suddenly quieted down and looked at her bright and beautiful face. When she was angry,she was still in high spirits. He really didn't understand how a woman thought of things, but hecouldn't possibly be angry with her.

"Why didn't you eat tonight? Are you feeling unwell?" He softened his tone.

Christina sat cross-legged on the big bed, turned her face, and turned her back at him. She wasunwilling to talk to him.

Originally Patrick was a little angry, But when he looked at her childish acts, his thin lips curled upand he smiled helplessly. He strode towards the bed, "Let's ask the servant to cook supper snacks.What do you want to eat?" He sat down beside the bed.

He was sitting right behind her. He was so close that Christina didn't dare to be so presumptuous.After all, this man was powerful and dominating. She hesitated and then answered, "I'm not hungry.Don't look for those cooks. They also need to rest."

"I'll cook."

Patrick put his hand around her waist and touched her flat abdomen. She obviously didn't havemuch food in her stomach. He then said with more confidence, "I'm cooking beef noodles. You haveto finish it."

As he spoke, he did not hesitate at all and quickly went downstairs.

Christina was still bragging, "Who wants to eat...” But her stomach growled.

In the early morning, members of the Dickens family were still awake and someone happened toChristina.

"Auntie, why are you still up so late? What are you discussing?"

Betty sighed, "It's all your father's fault. He's always worried about you. He said he was worriedabout you in the future... He is afraid that you would meet those skillful mistresses and won't beable to deal with them or anything. The older Donald gets, the idler he becomes. He's alwaysthinking nonsense. Tonight, he even asked me and your grandmother to have a meeting to discusscountermeasures...”

Since she was a child, Christina had heard a lot about those mistresses calculating and competingfor assets in famous and powerful families. Especially those successful men in their middle ages,when they became more and more arrogant.

"My father is getting more and more annoyed. Tell him to make peace with life as it is, and as hisdaughter, I am a black belt in karate...”

Her father yelled through the phone, "What's the use of this black belt? You don’t usually thinkthings carefully, and you do not know it when you are set up. If Patrick wants to set you up, you stillwon't realize it and will believe he is helping you.”

"Donald, I'm talking to Christina on the phone. You old man, go away. You are too idle that you areworrying over nothing every day.” Betty began to replace the old man too annoying.

Betty snatched back her phone and asked gently, “Christina, are you going to bed? Is Patrick here? Iwant to talk to him..."

"Patrick is cooking supper snacks downstairs."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

"Patrick cook supper snack for you?" Betty's tone was a little strange.

"My cooking skills suck, and I don't want to ask the cook at this late hour. Patrick used to learn froma professional chef. He can even steam, fry, stew, fry with oil..."

Christina said it very naturally. After thinking for a while, she did not forget to add, "I have tasted thefried soft-shelled crabs he cooked. He cooks very quickly. Maybe he just likes to cook.”

The junior Mr. Hopkins was so good at cooking that no one would believe it if he said it out. Maybeit was his peculier hobby.

There was silence again on the other end of the phone...

"Christina," Betty spoke in a serious tone this time.

"Hmm?"

"Christina, a rich family can draw more attention, and also attract more women easily. It's useless forus to worry you... In terms of husband and wife, if Patrick doesn't like to explain, then you shouldn'tworry too much. You can take the initiative to trouble him and ask him to do something for you. Tellhim directly what you want..."

"Also, women have to learn to act coquettishly from time to time." It was more difficult than landingon the moon to expect her niece to act coquettishly.

"What coquettish act? Why should my daughter act like a spoiled child to the man in the Hopkinsfamily?” Donald was the first to object.

"Don't let yourself suffer in the Hopkins family anyway. You can claim back as much as you havegiven Patrick.”

After the warm words of the Dickens family, Christina fell into deep thought.

Patrick brought up two bowls of beef noodles and asked her to eat at the small table, "You mustfinish it.”

Patrick originally thought she was throwing a tantrum and refused to eat. He saw she was in a dazeand did not know what was on her mind. She was also eating the noodles and beef and thenfinished the whole bowl.

Before she even said she wasn't hungry.

"Patrick, we just had enough to eat, so it's not suitable to go to bed right away." Christina suddenlyapproached him and her tone was a little sweet and sounded a little naughty, "How about Imassage you?"

Patrick looked at the woman seriously. She changed so quickly that he was a little not used to it."I'm good at massage. I've learned it."

She pressed him into the chaise longue in the bedroom and massaged his shoulders and neck withproper force. Although it was not that comfortable, Patrick was content.

However, Patrick did not enjoy it for long. In just ten minutes, Miss Dickens stopped and sit in thechaise lounge. She then said to him seriously.

"Patrick, it's your turn to massage me now."

He was really surprised. Looking at her serious expression, he deliberately asked her in a long voice,"Do you want me to massage you?"

Nes

"The same ten minutes?"

"Yes."

The handsome Patrick seemed to be distracted and tempted by what she had said, and his voicebecame low and hoarse, "Christina, I will suffer some losses. How about I massage you for onenight..."

"What?"

Stunned, Miss Dickens had not yet realized what was going on. She then was pulled to the big bed,her clothes were stripped off, and Patrick was on her...

The lights at the bedside were dim, the bedsheet was messy, she was entangled with him. WhenPatrick was in the mood, he even whispered in her ear, "Baby..."

Ah, who suffered losses?

Christina blushed while making love with him. She tried to push him away, but she couldn't havethat strength. She hated it the most when people called her baby by her childhood name.

"You are my baby. No one else is allowed to call you like this..."