My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 564

Chapter 564Charles drank the third cup of black coffee and threw it into the trash as if he was venting his anger.“It's really hard to get along with Christina now.” He sighed.Chandler, who was also drinking coffee, smiled wryly and nodded.In the past, they all thought that Christina relied on Patrick to be bossy. As the granddaughter-in-law of the Hopkins family, she was willful and overbearing. Now it seemed that she already hadbeen nice at that time.Now Christina had forgotten the hardship that she had experienced. Her minds were very simple,pure but sharp.Chandler patted Charles's shoulder. “Go back and take a rest.” You've been busy for so long.”Charles was tired from staying up all night, but now he was worried and couldn't sleep when hewent back.He muttered to himself, “In the past, Christina would at least scold me as a playboy. Now shedoesn't even look at me...” Charles sighed.At present, Christina only listened to Betty's words and saw them as outsiders.The door of the ward was opened. Donald came out with a gloomy expression.Charles glanced at him, felt a little sympathetic, “Did Christina kick you out?”Now Christina looked at Donald like an enemy.Donald waved his hand and said nothing.His daughter was sitting on the bed. She did not say mocking words to kick him out, but she waswearing a long face and looked angry. The atmosphere was very depressing. She obviously did notwant to see him.Donald felt very upset and walked out of the room.Chandler handed him a cup of coffee, and Donald took a big gulp of it. His mouth was bitter, andhis heart was full of mixed feelings. There was no alcohol in the hospital, so these men could onlydrink coffee to relieve their depression"... Please don't blame her,” Donald spoke in a low voice to intercede for Christina.Chandler forced a smile, “It's okay.”“She didn't forget us voluntarily,” Charles said in a sullen tone, “I can only hope that her memory willalso recover with her wound. Otherwise, I don’t know how to get along with her.”But then he thought, “If Patrick comes back, will she remember us?”“When will Patrick come back?” Donald was a little anxious.“We don't know what he’s doing abroad either. We can't get in touch with him...”“I left him a message, and Patrick had also asked some people to report what happened at home tohim. He should be back soon.”Charles and Donald were talking.Chandler noticed that someone was stepping out of the elevator. His eyes lit up when he saw whowas coming. He patted Charles on the shoulder excitedly.“... He's back.”Patrick walked at the front, followed by Lucy and three rough-looking men, strode towards them.Charles was immediately relieved when he saw Patrick.Everything won't be a problem from now on. Just leave it to Patrick.Charles walked towards him, unable to suppress his excitement, and quickly said, “I can't contactyou in the past few days. A lot has happened. Ms. Hopkins fell into a vegetative state, and the twinswere missing...”“I know. Where is she?”Patrick interrupted him.Chandler knew he was asking where Christina was. He pointed to the ward on the left and said, “Sheis there.”Patrick nodded at Chandler and Donald. Without delay for half a second, he strode towards thedoor of the ward. A man behind him quickened his pace and pushed the door open for Patrick.He tightened his right hand slightly, looked straight ahead, and walked in.Lucy, Charles, and Chandler followed closely behind.This special ward on the top floor was very big. Like an apartment, it had a living room and kitchenoutside. There were a few rooms for rest and a master bedroom Inside. This ward only servedspecial patients."... Auntie, here doesn't look like a hospital at all. Were you fooled by them?”Before Patrick and the others could reach the master bedroom, they heard Christina's voice comingfrom inside, which was full of vigilance and uneasiness"...And, the medical expenses. The one who hurt me should pay all the medical expenses.” Christinawas a little nervous when she mentioned money."Don’t worry about that.” Betty comforted her gentlely."Auntie, we don't have much savings. We must ask them to pay for the medical expenses. You haveto take your medicine on time every day. Don't refuse to take it because it's expensive...”Christina always remembered that Betty was not in good health. She lived in a sanatorium andneeded to take medicine for a long time.“Christina, you don't have to worry about money now.”Betty didn’t know how to explain it to her. She said, “I've recovered from my illness. I don’t need tospend money to take medicine anymore. Derek operated on my heart. Christina, don’t youremember at all?”“Eric cured you.”Christina looked surprised, but soon she believed it. She smiled, “Fortunately, Eric is a doctor. He isso smart that he can learn everything well. I remember our high school principal tried to persuadehim to study finance...”“Auntie, where does Eric live now? Let's go to take refuge in him.”When Betty was feeling embarrassed with these words, Christina’s face darkened. She looked at thedoor unhappily.She thought it was her father who came again. She felt very uncomfortable when she saw Donald. Inher memory, her father was cold and heartless. How could Donald come and care about her? Andhe didn't scoldher.A man came in.He was tall and handsome, with a calm and indifferent aura. It could see that he was a powerfulman. No one could afford to offend himThen Charles and the others came in, and they dispersed and stood on both sides.The atmosphere in the room had suddenly become serious. No one spoke a words.Christina tensed up, and she was full of vigilance. The man in front of her looked at her with burningeyes and came up to her step by step. Her heart was beating more and more nervously.There was a strange sense of familiarity.She felt that she knew him.“Hey, don't come over!”Seeing him approaching step by step, she didn't know what he was going to do. She was so nervousand shouted anxiously, “I don't remember you!”This man had a strong aura, and his approach made her uneasy.Maybe she knew him. No matter what kind of relationship they had been in, she didn't rememberhim now, so he was a stranger to her.Patrick stopped.Everyone was watching them. Lucy raised her eyebrows and glanced at Christina.“... Christina, he is Patrick.”Betty introduced him awkwardly and lowered her voice, “Don’t you remember him?”"... He's your husband.”

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