My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 426

"Why are you here?" Christina asked naturally.

Lucy turned to look at her with scrutiny. Finally, she quirked up her lips in a sneer. "Miss Dickens,why do you think I'm here?"

Christina thought of Patrick. After all, this woman was his right-hand man.

Lucy was never prone to talk in riddles. "Take a look at this document and sign it if you don't haveany questions.” She picked up a plan book on the table and threw it at Christina. Even the force anddirection of her actions were well controlled, as the document stopped steadily at the edge of thetable in front of Christina.

Without further ado, Christina pulled a chair to have a seat, then she roughly skim htrough a fewpages of the contract.

It was an IP&G project contract, to look for an advertising company to go to Japan to do a livebroadcast of a new product.

Christina looked up at Lucy curiously. "Are you here to do the liaison?"

Lucy was the client representative of IP&G.

It was really a surprise to Christina. She had thought that Lucy was only doing something behind thescenes, but she didn't expect Lucy to become an office worker.

Reduced to running errands, Lucy was wearing a grumpy face as she said coldly, "This was originallya public bidding project, but the wife of the boss of IP&G is here, so naturally, there is no need tobother bidding.”

It was a project as a gift of Patrick to add to her achievement.

Christina asked her, "Why do you want me to sign? Shouldn't you look for the person in charge ofthe company first?"

Lucy had scarcely cared to hide the sarcasm in her tone. "Miss Dickens, you're their company'ssymbol of fortunes. How dare they accept it without you signing it first?"

Symbol of fortunes.

It seemed that someone had teased her before that she was the symbol of fortunes...

Even if Lucy spoke in such a sarcastic way, Christina did not show much discontent on her face. Shelowered her head and signed her name in a few places with a pen.

Lucy suddenly felt that Christina's silence made her seem mean.

Recently, she was assigned by Patrick to work at IP&G for research. At first, Lucy thought it was freshand fun, but a month later, the novelty wore off and she was bored to death, especially with thechattering of the women in the Group.

Smothering her vexation, Lucy wanted to vent her anger on the culprit.” Christina, I hope youremember that a rough jade without any polish will never be comparable to your partner. Life is solong, and the love given in charity will only turn pale in the end. You'd better be smart. Don't messaround and need us to clean up for you all day..."

"What do I need you to clean up for me?"

Lucy adjusted her expression and obviously didn't want to proceed with the topic. She said coldly,"Anyway, it's up to you." She picked up the signed document in her hand and left.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Christina clocked out and went home on time.

The traffic in A City was very developed, but the popular sections were always congested in the rushhours. The east side of the city was the busiest and most congested.

Fortunately, her company was on the west side of the city, which was relatively less occupied, albeitwith countless small traffic jams. But she didn't need to rush home to buy food to cook like othersdo, so she drove slowly.

It took her an hour to get back to the Hopkins family, and Nanny Faang immediately called her tohave soup. "I'm sure you didn't eat well at noon when you were working outside. Tonight, the cookprepared a big meal, so dinner will be delayed to half an hour later. Have a bowl of soup to reassureyour stomach.”

"Okay, thank you.” Christina sat down and had the soup quietly.

Seeing that she had a good appetite, Nanny Faang immediately asked the maid to rush to thekitchen and get a small plate of dessert.

"Do you want the cook at home to prepare lunch for you?" Nanny Faang knew that the fast foodoutside was definitely not as good as the meals at home.

Christina thought for a moment. "Patrick does not have that luxury as the president of the Group. Imay just go downstairs with my colleagues to have fast food. I don't want to cause so muchtrouble.”

Nanny Faang immediately explained, "You're not causing trouble. Anyway, the cooks at home arealways free. Tell them what you want to have. The next day, when the food is ready, we can ask thedriver to deliver it to you. The food is also hot.”

As for their Young Master Hopkins, he had never been picky about food since he was a child; plushis work schedule was usually irregular, so he simply asked his secretary to order food for him whenhe was hungry.

Christina knew that Nanny Faang cared about her very much and smiled. "Let's talk about it later. I'llask the cook to prepare lunch for me in advance if I want to. Then I can take it to the company toheat it with the microwave oven there."

Now that the Junior Mrs. Hopkins went to work alone, the whole family was worried

At dinner, Patrick did not go back to the Hopkins family. He had an important dinner party to attendand went to the Shepherd family.

Christina and Senior Mr. Hopkins dined, drank tea and amused the babies as usual, then took a hotbath and went to bed early to rest.

When Patrick came back, it was already 11 pm.

"Junior Mrs. Hopkins arrived home at six o'clock. She drove home by herself. She had a bowl ofsoup and two pieces of desserts first, then she had a bowl of rice for dinner. She seemed to like oneof the rich dishes tonight. After dinner, she went to the nursery and then chatted with the OldMaster for an hour before returning to the Eastern Garden..."

Nanny Faang stepped forward and reached out to take Patrick's suit jacket. She quickly provided aneat report and opened the door of the main bedroom for him.

She lowered her voice. "Junior Mrs. Hopkins should have just fallen asleep.”

Patrick nodded at her, walked into the bedroom, and lightly closed the door.

There was only a soft bedside lamp on in the bedroom, shining with warm orange light.

Patrick approached the large bed, on which the woman was wrapped in a quilt motionless,seemingly soundly asleep.

"Asleep?" His voice was deep and pleasant.

"I'm thinking about something.”

Christina said truthfully. She was lying on her side on the bed, not drowsy, but she did not turn overto look at him. After all, they were not newly-weds now, and there was nothing special to discuss. Soshe continued to wrap herself in the quilt in a daze.

Patrick rubbed her long hair as he would a cat.

The two of them did not talk much. He was not a talkative person. As for Christina, she would onlytalk excitedly to him when she was in a good mood. Usually, she was also very quiet.

Because neither of them was good at communicating, he wanted his servants to report to himabout her. Even if she didn't say anything, he would know what was going on with her, whichgradually became a habit of him.

Patrick simply sat by the bed. "How was your work today?"

"Nothing special.”

"Oh?" Today, he specifically ordered Lucy to go over as the liaison.

"Patrick, I don't think you need to do this... You gifted the project to my company, and when I gothome, you asked Nanny Faang to bring me soup and ask if I need delivered lunch.”

Christina rolled over and looked straight at the handsome man with clear eyes.

"Don't think I'm a pushover. Don't worry about me." She felt that he was a little too nervous.

Patrick looked relaxed, smoothed her hair with his fingertips, and chuckled. "My wife is officially atwork for the first time. Can I not worry?"

"Hey, you've been fooling around with Charles all day and learned his frivolity." Christinadeliberately hit him on the thigh with her forehead.

Patrick didn't say anything more. He just looked at her and a smile rippled from his eyes.