My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 563

Chapter 565“Christina, this is Patrick Hopkins.”Betty introduced him hastily, “He's your husband.”“Impossible!”Almost without thinking, Christina denied it. She looked at the man in front of her warily, “Auntie,although I don't remember those things, he can't be my husband.”Her tone was very certain.As soon as she said that, everyone present was stunned.Patrick's cold face was emotionless. Squinting, he looked at her with a sharper and hotter gaze.Being stared at, she felt uncomfortable. Hiding behind Betty, she sat on the bed and subconsciouslycurled up. She didn't dare to look steadily at him.She felt that it was all a scam.After waking up, she only remembered that she was preparing for the college entrance examination.These strangers, and her father, Donald, who became strange, made her uncomfortable.She could accept them slowly. But it was impossible for her to recognize this man as her husband."Auntie, there must be something wrong.”Leaning closer to Betty's ear, she said anxiously with a low voice.“Have you been deceived by these people... You know clearly that I like boys like Eric who are easyto bully, or fat people with good temper, or cooks who are good at cooking.”"How could I marry such a cold man?” Her voice was full of complaints."You won't agree with me marrying such a person, will you?”Betty kept whispering in her ear all day before. She said that to be rich or not was not the mostimportant thing for a man. The key was to be considerate and have a good temper. Look at Patrick.He couldn't have a good temper.With a complicated expression, Betty didn't know how to explain it to her for a moment.In retrospect, at first, she did not agree with Christina and Patrick's marriage. Even though she knewthat they were married and Christina was pregnant, she still insisted that they be separated becausethe Hopkins familywerewas unattainable.But then, a lot of things changed her mind, and the Hopkins family had never treated Christinabadly.“Christina, Patrick treats you well all the time. You are really a couple.” Betty looked embarrassed,"What I told you before will change.”Anyway, Christina didn't believe it.She refused to admit their relationship.The atmosphere became solemn and tense.Everyone looked at Patrick. Definitely, he could hear the conversation between Christina and Betty ina low voice. And he knew that she denied their relationship."What do you think our relationship should be?” Patrick still stared at her with burning eyes andasked her in a deep voice.Looking up, she couldn't reply.The expression in her eyes was familiar.She was also familiar with his expression, movements, and appearance.He seemed to think that she was the same as before. He said with a calm tone, “Brianna hurt you. Iapologize to you for her. She will be punished accordingly... I will deal with other things thathappened.”His voice was naturally arrogant, distant and cold, but it was reassuring.She felt a sense of security inexplicably from his simple words.It seemed that as long as he was there, no matter what happened, she didn’t need to worry.It was as if she had a firm trust in him in her heart.She was just about to say something to him to communicate.“Go through the discharge formalities and let her go home as soon as possible.”He suddenly turned around and stopped looking at her. His voice was cold and deep. Not askingher opinion, he ordered Nanny Faang who was in the room“Yes.” Nanny Faang was happy to see Patrick and immediately led a maid out to handle.Then he strode out of the roomChristina stared blankly without the chance to speak.He actually left!“That's too much!”"What? The doctor clearly said that I had to be under observation for a few more days. The woundon my left chest is still pained!” She was a patient now, but he didn’t care about her injury at all.She was angry. He did not communicate with her at all. He was a male chauvinist, “I can't love himbefore. How could I marry him?” She scolded angrily.Betty, who was sitting beside the bed, sighed. She didn’t know how to explain it. Patrick's temperwas quite incomprehensible.He just walked out of the room. When he heard her words full of resentment, he stopped for amoment."Patrick, her wound is deep. You should have communicated with her just now.”Charles muttered in a low voice. He felt that it was inappropriate for Patrick not to give Christina achance to speak just now. After all, she was wounded.Chandler patted Charles on the shoulder, indicating that it was better for him to say less. Hereminded, “How do you want Patrick to communicate with her? Standing face to face in silence?”He walked fast to avoid the strange feeling of alienation. No man was comfortable when his wifesuddenly forgot him.Perhaps the best way was to pretend that their relationship was the same as before.“Tell the hospital I'm here.”After he walked out of the ward, his face became gloomy. He ordered the bodyguards who werefollowing him with an angry tone, “Let thern figure out why this accident happened as soon aspossible!”The bodyguard bent over, nodded, and immediately handled it.“Patrick, do you think it is a medical accident?”Chandler could tell that his tone was questioning. Christina suddenly forgot about them, as ifsomeone had done it on purposeHe didn't answer Chandler, because he wasn't sure.That afternoon, the people in the hospital were very nervous and quickly booked a conferenceroom. Patricktalked with several directors of the hospital and several doctors who participated in the operation.The directors talked to him carefully, explaining every step of the operation. They expressed that thehospital.had tried its best to save her. As for why she had some sequelae of amnesia, they wereconfused for a moment.Chandler was also at the conference table. He carefully observed the expressions of the directorsand doctors. They were not lying. He didn't want to make things difficult for them, so he asked.“Is her memory loss temporary or permanent?”This question was crucial.Raising his eyes, Patrick looked fiercely at the old dean opposite him.The old dean nervously flipped through the medical records on the table with a thin layer of sweatappearing on his forehead. After careful consideration, he said nervously, “According to similarmedical records I have handled, permanent memory loss is more likely, but some people will slowlyrecover..."Under the pressure, he didn't dare to say, “I don't know.” He could only be more tactful.“Bullshit, isn’t that the same as not saying it?"Charles was in a bad mood.“From the time she entered your hospital, record all the doctors, nurses, and patients she had beenin contact with. Save all the tools used in the operating room and the residue of the medicine. I willsend someone to check. You must cooperate well.”They thought that Patrick would be furious on the spot, but he just stood up, said coldly, and thenleft the hospital.“What does he mean? Just cooperate?”After Patrick left, the hospital staff in the conference room huddled nervously.“It's all Dean Faang's fault. You caused us all a false alarm.”"You've never been in contact with Patrick. You don’t know his style. He always tries fair meansbefore resorting to force. Once the evidence is conclusive, we won't have a chance to refute it. Nowthat he orders us to cooperate well, we must cooperate well. Don't try to play tricks...”Dean Faang was more cautious, “Is there something wrong with our blood transfusion?”"How could that be? At that moment, the patient was bleeding heavily. Chandler called in advanceto ask us to prepare RH blood. Then the blood station sent someone to deliver it..."“Don’t think so much now. Patrick asked his wife to leave the hospital and go home immediately.We'd better sign the agreement and send her away.”Chapter 563It was a special ward on the twelfth floor in the hospital.There was only one ward open on the entire floor. The ward, more than 200 square meters, was fullyequipped with a living room, a kitchen, bedrooms, and other facilities. It was simply misleading tothink that it was a luxurious suite of the hotel.Christina lay flat on the soft and comfortable white bed with an intravenous drip on her right hand.She struggled to sit up again.“Christina, you need to rest. Don't move..."Betty sat by the bed and reached out to hold her down again so that she wouldn't move the needleoff her hand again.While Christina looked vigilant and lowered her voice. “Auntie, it's strange here. Let's go.”Betty sighed, not knowing what to say.At the door of the ward, a group of doctors and nurses rushed over. First, they nodded to the familymembers of the patients. The old director, who was more than fifty years old, walked to the bed andcarefully observed Christina and the data on the medical record.“How is it?"Charles impatiently urged.The old director turned around and whispered to several doctors behind him.After a while, the old director said slowly, “We had a CT scan of her brain before the operation.There was no concussion. The operation was only aimed at suturing the major blood vessels. Noother internal organs were injured...”Charles's face darkened. “Are you trying to shirk your responsibility? Don't tell me that. Why the helldoes she forget all of us?” He scolded the old director angrily.Christina turned her head, her bright eyes glinting alertly, and looked suspiciously at Charles andthe others.She then quietly pulled Betty's clothes by the bed and whispered to her, “Auntie, these people arevery strange.”Strictly speaking, Christina did not forget everyone. She just forgot about Charles and the others.The hospital directors and doctors were under a lot of pressure, “A situation like this, it should bethe psychological problem.”"... Excessive mental stress may cause temporary memory loss in the brain.”Charles was unhappy with the causal answer. “What are you talking about? Tell me directly when shewill get better.”It mattered most when Christina would recover from her temporary amnesia.But the doctors couldn't answer this question.“This is definitely medical malpractice!”“I need the surveillance video of your operation to see what you did!” Charles was furious and losthis temper.In fact, the old director had a good relationship with the Shepherd family. Usually, Charles wouldrespectfully call the other party uncle. But now it was a little embarrassing.“Charles, it's not what you think. It was an accident.” The old director politely tried to reason withhim.Now, Charles didn't care about whether the other party was his uncle or not. He looked indifferentand didn't want to talk to these people anymore.He just said coldly, “It did not matter what I thought, but you'd better figure out how to explain it tothe Hopkins family first!”The old director and the other doctors became nervous hearing that. After a while, they left. It wasnot good to stay in the ward to disturb the patient. Moreover, they really needed to replace out thecause of the amnesia as soon as possible before the Hopkins family sent someone to ask soon.Christina quietly watched them quarreling as if it was none of her business.“Christina.”Charles chased the doctors away and ran back to the bed. He called her torpidly like a deflated ball“You really don't recognize me?” Charles asked in a slow way.Christina was obviously not interested in him. She glanced at him and said slowly... “I see you quiteoften in magazines.”Charles was the big shot of the entertainment news, and there were countless female stars who hadbeen rumored to have an affair with him.“I haven't found a girlfriend for almost a year!”Christina could not tell who Charles was angry with. Ever since Charles met Christina, he had beenscolded for being a playboy all day. Subconsciously, he didn't dare to look for women, almost readyto become a monk.It, however, had nothing to do with Christina that he found no girlfriend for a year,Christina turned around and ignored him.Charles was so angry about that."... Christina.” Betty called her with mixed feelings.Christina immediately looked up at her aunt.What Christina remembered was that she was just a high school student preparing for the collegeentranceexam and living with Betty.“Christina, what Charles said just now is true.” Betty explained earnestly and then becarne worriedagain, “..... You'll remember it slowly. Don’t be nervous.” Betty gently patted her on the shoulder tocomfort her.Christina was extremely reluctant and said stiffly, “Does that mean that I am really married, havechildren, and then the children were lost?”That was what Charles said just now, and her husband was busy abroad. She was hospitalized, buther husband didn’t come back to see her.She lost those memories. To her, it was as if she had awoken and inexplicably aged for a few yearsChristina was very unwilling to accept it. “I don't have any scars on my stomach. I definitely haven'tbeen pregnant!” She retorted vehemently. How did she become the mother of the child?"... Because Derek put some ointment on you.” Charles became impatient.She looked thoughtful, “Eric?”She quickly tugged at Betty's clothes again. “Where did Eric hide? The last time I scolded him andsaid I didn’t want to see him again, he disappeared. He was so stupid that I scolded him. He thendisappeared.”“... If he really hides and ignores me, I'll be angry.” She spoke in a willful and childish manner, justlike she used tobeIt was obvious that she cared more about Derek than about the disappearance of her children.“Christina, you...” Betty didn't know what to say for a moment, so she sighed again.Christina saw her father from the corner of her eyes and her expression Immediately changed. “Whydid you call him over?” After she woke up, she didn’t give Donald a kind look and glared at himangrily.She was very innocent and cold. In her memory when she and Betty moved out of the Dickensfamily and had ahard life, the Dickens family had become her enemy. Her father cheated on her mother and marriedConnies just after her mother died.Donald felt upset in his heart. He had finally reconciled with Christina, but now their relationshipturned to what it used to be. Seeing Christina keeping a distance from him, Donald felt ashamed ofhis previous dereliction of duty as a father with words sticking in his throat.“Christina, you shouldn't behave like this.” Chandler couldn't help but say.“I don't know you.”Christina looked at Chandler carefully who was gentle and handsome giving the first impressionthat he was more reliable. So she asked, “Why did I get injured and be hospitalized?”Chandler was stunned, feeling it was very hard to get close to Christina now. She was full ofvigilance towards everyone as if she didn't care about anyone and everything. It was difficult to getclose to her.Unexpectedly, she took the initiative to ask him, which meant that she trusted him relatively.Charles was very depressed was he, himself, so unreliable?“Brianna, your husband's sister, she injured your artery with a mirror fragment and now the woundhas been stitched up to stop the bleeding...”Christina frowned emotionlessly. “Why?”"My husband's sister, why did she do this to me?”Chandler thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth, “She said she didn’t want you to beher sister-in-law.”“Brianna has a mental illness. She's an orphan who was adopted by the Hopkins family...”vere“So she likes my husband.” Christina suddenly spoke with a look of excitement, as if she wereworking on a reasoning problem. She was serious and expectant. “Then does she want to chase meaway? She doesn't want me to be her sister-in-law, nor does she want other women to marry intothe family... That Patrick should just marry her!”It was shocking what she spoke.Charles and Betty were both shocked."... Mrs. Hopkins.”Nanny Faang led a few maids from the Hopkins family into the room and heard what she had justsaid.In just two days, so many things had happened in the Hopkins family. The whereabouts of the twochildren werestill unknown. Patrick was also missing, in addition, Senior Mr. Hopkins was not feeling well. Lassiebecame a vegetable while Brianna hurt so many people with her schizophrenia. More unluckily,Christina was hospitalized, and the Hopkins family was in a mess at present"... Mrs. Hopkins, I brought some soup over. You should drink some first. If you have anything youwant to eat, I'll go back to tell the chef and bring it over.”Christina was very alert to strangers. Instead of looking at nanny Faang, she turned around andtugged at Betty's hem again, speaking firmly. “Auntie, I won't go back with them.”

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