My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 510

"I'm going to take a nap. If you're still hungry, go to the fridge and get some mango pudding. Imade two this morning..."

Lucy turned around and said frankly, "Next time, remember to make three, cause I have anincredible appetite, which was double to ordinary people.”

Christina kicked her. "Hey, don't be annoying.”

Crystal just smiled and agreed. "Okay." Then she turned around and went into the bedroom. Shewas very sleepy with pregnancy.

Although she was living a good life here, and was proud of being regarded as a good cook. Butduring these days, she had to force herself to be busy, because as soon as she was free, she wouldthink of Geoffrey and Chandler. Did they eat well? Did Chandler drink? And did he have astomachache? Whether Geoffrey lost his temper at home or not?

Just now, Charles and Chandler came over, outside the house. Christina warned her not to be soft-hearted and go out.

She had to plug her ears with earplugs, because as soon as she heard Chandler's voice, she wasafraid that she would lose control of her feet and run out.

She wondered what he had just said. She was eager to know, but also afraid to know.

Since he came to look for her, so he was caring about her, right?

After meeting Erica that day, she was really angry. All she could think about was that this marriagewas a joke, and divorce was the best choice. But she regretted it after a night. She couldn't bear topart with him.

What to do now?

Didn't she hide in this room all the time? Crystal covered herself with the quilt with a troubled mindand tired body. Soon, she fell asleep...

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At 5: 30 pm, it was almost time to get off.

The light was still on in the general manager's office. Several program documents and proposalshad been completed in advance, but he still worked overtime.

The door was knocked twice and someone came in.

"Make me a cup of coffee, and you can get off first.” Chandler didn't look up. He thought it was hissecretary. He casually left these words and continued to type.

"Chandler, it seems to be your mother's birthday today. Why are you still working overtime?" Afamiliar and hearty voice broke forth

Looking up, it turned out to be Charles

Charles had no merits, but he had a good memory, especially those special days and eachgirlfriend's birthdays.

As soon as Chandler asked this question, the phone in his pocket rang before he could answer him."... We decided not to dine out. Mom said it would be good to enjoy home cooking. When will youcome back, Chandler?” It was Erica's loud voice.

"I'm busy at work. You can eat first.” Chandler said calmly.

"What are you busy with? Just decline it. We are all waiting for you." Erica's voice became louderwith dissatisfaction.

"Take this message to my mother. Also, I bought a jade necklace for her, which will be sent over bythe clerk later.”

Chandler finished his report as if he didn't want to listen to Erica's complaints anymore and quicklyhung up the phone.

Charles looked at him in surprise, thinking that this guy was an excellent liar.

Charles stepped forward with a teasing look and tapped his finger on the table, pointing to the dateon the program documents, which was in next month. "Busy man, is this why you were busy at workand don't go home to celebrate your mother's birthday?"

Then he deliberately exclaimed, "What an unfilial son, uh?"

Charles was just joking.

But Chandler replied with a bitter expression, "Yes, I'm an unfilial son.”

His eyes were sad.

Chandler knew from a very young age that his parents preferred his eldest brother, who was calmer,liked to be quiet, focused on research, and cared about the family. He liked to accompany hisparents, instead of busying around all day like him.

But his eldest brother died because of him, an unfilial younger brother.

"Come on, don't be gloomy. Cheer up.” Seeing that he was so depressed, Charles immediatelyspoke louder to him, "I heard from Patrick that Crystal has been eating and living well at Christina'splace recently. She is very well there. I heard that she has even gained two pounds.”

"... That's good." Chandler thought for a moment and forced a smile.

From the bottom of his heart, he hoped that Crystal would live a better life.

Charles looked at him and muttered, "You don't need to worry about Crystal for she was taken goodcare of by the Siren Christina. But you're not doing well yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chandler's face suddenly turned pale. He furrowed deeply and hisright hand subconsciously touched his stomach, with the perspiration starting forth upon his brow.Seeing that he was suffering, Charles knew what was going on. He hunted the room and asked,"Where is the stomach medicine?"

Chandler replied weakly... "I'm fine." He could endure it.

Charles rolled his eyes at him. "If you don't do anything, you'll have stomach bleeding. You haven'teaten all day, have you?"

After so many years of brotherhood, he knew him very well.

Back in the months when his eldest brother died, he really had stomach bleeding totally three timesand stayed in the hospital for half a year before he recovered, and his family didn't know about it."You are out of pills.”

Charles finally found the medicine bottle. But it was empty after he shook it.

Chandler smiled a forced smile. Since Crystal was not at home, no one had prepared these pills forhim. Nor had anyone called him every day to remind him not to drink and remember to eat. He wasused to having a wife nagging at home every day.

And he was really in a mess these days.

Crystal looked very ordinary. Her appearance was just fine at most, not as beautiful as his secretaryor as capable as there business women. However, she was very good at taking care of people andlooked weak, which made him could not help but feel funny.

He didn't know what love is.

To him, love was a terrifying existence. Erica loved him and pestered him like that, which had madehis life fall into hell and even killed his brother.

At first, because he felt comfortable with Crystal, and had an impulse to spend his life with her, sothey got married.

But Patrick was right that day. He didn't deserve to be happy. When he married Crystal, she wouldbe dragged to hell by him and couldn't be happy again. He was such a terrible man.

"... Now that she's with Christina, she can take good care of Crystal.” At least she was much betterthan a bastard like him.

After enduring a throbbing pain in his stomach, it gradually eased. He had long been used to thiskind of pain, and recently even he himself had a little rejection of taking stomach medicine, as if hewanted to use this pain to punish himself.

Everyone said that Crystal was timid, but deep down, he felt himself was even weaker and moreincompetent.

Charles saw through his mind and whispered, "You'd better take care of your wife on your own.Don't expect Christina to be her nanny.”

Would the Siren Christina look after people? Dream on.

Maybe she was the one who needed Crystal's care.

"Let's go. Don't numb yourself with work. Let's go to Gordon Hotel for dinner. Patrick will be there ifyou agree. By the way, he has been in a bad mood recently.” He could know without thinking that itmust be caused by Christina.

But Chandler had been depressed recently and didn't want to go anywhere.

He wanted to see Crystal before, but after being chased away angrily by Christina, he and Patrickwere very sensible and did not disturb them, lest they affect Crystal's mood. However, he wouldthink of her when he had spare time after that day.

He felt very strange without her at home.

In the past, there was always a petite figure busy in the kitchen. As soon as he came home, shewould always rush over and sniff him like a little squirrel, asking if he had drunk secretly, and thenhappily took out a lot of snacks from the kitchen for him to taste. As long as he said they were nice,Crystal would be over the moon all day.

He didn't want to go back to the Stephenson family now.

Erica was getting along well with his parents. However, the more he saw them getting along well,the more depressed he felt, as if he couldn't breathe there, and he felt suffocated

He owed his brother a life, so he had to replace his brother to continue living, but he really hated allof this. If he hadn't had a happy and sweet marriage with Crystal, he would have been able toendure it. But now, he wanted to have his own family selfishly.

As Patrick said, he wanted to marry a woman he loved, to give her all the fancy things, and to tryhard to make her carefree.

"Stop thinking too much. Let's go out and have dinner together. Or you'll suffer from depression ifyou keep being like this."

Charles patted him on the shoulder.

"Chandler, you have to think carefully. If you get sick, then who would look after Crystal for youwhen something bad happens? You can't count on Christina at all. She is completely unreliable.”

In the end, Chandler couldn't get rid of Charles and had to go to the restaurant together. Because ofthe stomachache, he only ate a bow! of porridge.

"What's your stomach medicine that Crystal usually buys for you? Ask the waiter here to buy you abottle later.”

"No need. There's more at home."

"That's true. Crystal has always been careful and prepared. There must be a lot of stock at home.”Chandler and Charles were chatting, didn't notice that Patrick's face darkened and he said in astrange tone, "I heard that Crystal cooked very well."

"... Let's go and try it tomorrow."

It sounded like a notification.

Chandler was surprised, so as Charles, who looked up in astonishment and asked, "Are we goingthere together?"

The Siren Christina, who hit him with the vacuum cleaner last time. If they could go with Patricktomorrow, she could definitely not drive them away. Thinking of this, he was like venting his spiteupon her and looking forward to seeing her angry tomorrow.

Chandler said to Patrick, "Thank you.”

He could finally see Crystal tomorrow. He hadn't seen her for almost 20 days.

Patrick did not say anything more. He took a chopstick of vegetables with a poker face and atesilently.

In fact, Chandler didn't need to thank him at all, because his dear wife, Christina, had not comehome for dinner for 17 days. As soon as she came back, she was buzzing about how tasty the foodCrystal cooked.

If he didn't bring her back, she would be too high to come home.