My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 470

It was impossible for Christina to reflect on herself.

Therefore, Patrick had no choice but to give in first.

After clocking out at six o'clock, a group of women gossiped about the company's customers.Penny suggested eating hotpot together tonight. Originally waiting for their answers, she foundthem all tacitly quiet as they walked out of the company gate.

"Come on. Do you want to eat hotpot? I happen to have a membership card which can give us adiscount.” She pushed Rachel beside her, who then signaled her with her eyes to look at the gate.Looking sideways, Penny immediately stopped talking.

Standing tall on the left side of the company gate, dressed in a black and gray suit, Patrick lookedstraight in their direction with his deep eyes.

Because his personal image and temperament were too conspicuous, even if the car was not by hisside, he drew a lot of attention.

Christina had a mixed feeling the moment she saw him.

It was as if she had met a natural enemy and wanted to run away guiltily.

It was reasonable that there should be no contact between the two sides in a cold war. About hisinitiative coming, Christina was at a loss for a moment.

While she was thinking nonsense, Patrick walked towards her.

There was no escape.

Crystal and Rachel were also a little nervous, hearing Christina speak first, "Are you passing by?"They were speechless about such a bad excuse since it was obvious that he came for her.

"No."

Standing two meters away from them, Patrick said in a low voice, "Hang out with me?”

Seeing the strange expressions on the face of Crystal and the others, dissatisfied with being staredat like this, Patrick reached out and dragged the confused girl Christina away without giving her achance to refuse.

"How can I leave without saying goodbye to my friends..." When she came back to her senses, shewas already dragged a hundred meters away.

She didn't know why Patrick walked side by side with her in the crowd like ordinary people taking awalk after work instead of driving away directly.

With Patrick holding Christina's one-shoulder rose-red bag naturally in his hand, from afar, twofigures snuggling up to each other, they impressed others.

Crystal and Rachel stood where they were, looking at their receding figures enviously.

"I can do anything if I have such a good husband.” Penny gritted her teeth with envy.

Even Rachel, who had always been calm, was irritated. "Let's go and eat hot pot. I want to try thespicy one.”

Perhaps in life, one could have more new attempts, but in the love, one could have either adesperate quarrel or the happiness of protecting each other.

Crystal sighed. "Compared to Christina, I feel like I'm a loser.” Every time she was the first to offer anolive branch while Chandler was always waiting for her apology.

Upset, they decided to fill up their stomachs tonight.

However, it was not as romantic as what they had imagined about Christina, who was stillwondering if all this was because she had scolded Patrick too much in their last quarrel.

"You don't like the crowds on the street, right?"

Tilting her head to look at the man beside her, she guessed if he wanted to take the opportunity toteach her a lesson.

Whereas, Patrick led her into a private restaurant without any extra words.

It was obvious that he had an appointment. When the manager at the front desk saw him, heimmediately greeted him with a smile. "Mr. Hopkins, it's my great honor to have you here in therestaurant.”

Then, Christina was politely led by the waitress to wash her hands, face, and fresh up.

Walking around the restaurant, she found the environment very elegant with the simple Japanesestyle. When hearing carefully, she could hear the crisp sound of water falling on bamboo tubes,which made her suddenly relax.

"No other guests?” She found there were no other diners in this restaurant.

The waitress who was always following her smiled gently. "Mr. Hopkins booked the wholerestaurant. Hope you like it."

With the dim lights and all the exquisite and elegant decorations, the atmosphere was reallyromantic that a violinist from abroad was playing melodious music, even if it was not like the so-called candlelight dinner like others.

They sat opposite each other, the manager serving them dishes one by one, which were all herfavorites. The chef came out to talk to them personally for a while and asked if they liked the dishes.Looking down at the Foie Gras Caviarr on the table, Christina looked up at Patrick. "Very good."Patrick raised his eyebrows and looked at her while the chef was puzzled by the reply, wonderingwhether she agreed with the food or not. Not daring to disturb them anymore, he smiled politelyand nodded before leaving.

They quietly tasted the food without saying anything during this romantic dinner.

The manager winked at the waiter standing next to them, feeling the dull atmosphere, he wonderedif they would be dissatisfied with their service.

The dessert which was served at last was made from the top ingredients.

Christina took two small spoonfuls. It was the top food for foodies as it was sweet but not greasy,but she was not a foodie having much preference for food.

Taking a look at her deliberately, he seemed to feel the dinner didn't work as he expected.

After looking at each other, she scooped out several large lumps of cake with the exquisite silverspoon. Seeing the bottom, she frowned in disappointment. "Why didn't you bury a diamond ring init?"

"Diamond ring?" Patrick was confused

Christina sighed. "I thought there was a diamond ring buried in the dessert.”

He didn't even think about that.

Patrick looked at her seriously. "It's easy to get choked if there's a diamond ring in the dessert.”"Let's go to the jewelry store later and ask Kevin to book one for you..." This was Patrick's idea.

She was just playing with it instead of asking for a diamond ring, thinking that he would play a littlegame with her. As expected, he was not romantic at all.

Then, they went to see a movie. There were just a few people in the reserved VIP area with a total ofmore than ten couples, and the cinema was playing a sad love drama.

With the scenes of the separation of life and death, and the hugs and kisses of the protagonistsafter a long separation, the smell of hormones in the dark cinema became stronger, and the menand women around them were eagerly entangled.

Staring at the screen, Christina yawned.

"What a boring movie..." Grabbing a handful of popcorn, she chewed it.

Looking around, Patrick found the couple in the dark seemed to be stirred up by the movie, but thewoman around him was very calm.

He thought what Charles said didn't work.

After that, they went to the center of the largest shopping mall nearby. Good-looking, they werevery eye-catching. People looked back at them frequently and some young female students eventook a few photos excitedly with their phones.

There were a lot of people in the square. Christina originally wanted to go into an internet-famousshop to buy a few skewers of Grilled Fish, but the crowd around stared at them straightly, as if theywere the focus of attention, which made her too embarrassed to eat in public.

"What do you want?"

Patrick ignored these people directly, replaceing most of the women's clothing and accessories weresold in the square. "Do you want a diamond ring?" He casually mentioned it.

It was a little crowded there. Seeing a man in a gray cap suddenly rushed over from behind, Patrickreacted quickly and subconsciously held Christina to his chest.

The man just bumped left of Patrick and ran away without doing anything bad.

"Hey, you bumped into my husband... Damn it, you walk without eyes!" Furious, Christina was aboutto run out to chase after him.

However, it was such a trifle that Patrick held her back quickly.

"How are you? Did that man hurt you?" Furious, she looked back at him, then nervously searchedhis pockets. "Patrick, is your wallet still there?"

She felt that the man was probably a pickpocket.

Looking at her calmly, Patrick let her do whatever she wanted.

"It's okay." Finally, he let out two words.

Even if the man had really taken his wallet, he was not angry. Instead, he watched her scold angrily,"You bumped into my husband,” which made him feel happy.

With people around looking at them, she realized that she was too fierce just now and repliedawkwardly, "It's good you're fine."

Taking her hand, Patrick said, "Let's go home."

In fact, she knew it was a sincere remedy tonight since she scolded him for always going onbusiness trips and never accompanying her out to see a movie.

In addition, she had a new understanding of the quarrel between the husband and wife. In fact, shewas not really angry. It was only a moment of impulse that she had said hurtful words before. Sheloved him, but it was very awkward to say it out.

That night, Patrick returned to the main bedroom smoothly. It was not a loss of self-esteem for aman to give in to a woman, because the result was the most important.

However, Patrick had always been strict with himself. He felt that the dinner and the movie were noteffective, so he called Charles.

"Why don't you take her to a horror movie instead of a romantic movie?" Charles, who was on theother end of the phone, said eloquently, "Speaking of giving gifts, there's one thing that everywoman likes..."

The next day after work, Christina was inexplicably taken away by Patrick, who even asked her tocover her eyes with a scarf and lead her for hundreds of meters.

"Why are you so mysterious? Don't tell me you have some special hobbies."

She thought to herself at that time that if something strange happened, she must go for Charles.She knew that Charles had always been trying to give Patrick some bad counsel.

Patrick did all that he felt impossible to do, but now it seemed that he enjoyed it and even found itinteresting to make his life a little different.

"Do you like it?"

Leading her to a detached villa in the same old-fashioned way as Charles, he took off the scarfcovered her eyes.

Walking around in the house, looking at the high-end European-style villa with more than 600square meters with a swimming pool behind, she was a little slow. "This is for me?"

Patrick didn't say anything as an acquiesce.

"Why did you give me the house?"

Patrick remained silent.

"Actually, I prefer that kind of single-story apartment. It won't be so lonely if there are more peoplein the neighborhood.” She felt that the small apartment she used to rent was good, which wassmaller and warmer.

Patrick still didn't say anything, but he frowned.

Thinking of something, she ran to him and looked at him eagerly. "Patrick, is this a gift or should Igive it back to you if we get divorced.”

Patrick interrupted. "I'll take you to learn riding in the stable tomorrow..." He had to change thesubject in case he would get furious.

"Okay."