My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 760

Chapter 760Lucy checked in the same hotel as Patrick did. She stayed in the suite next to him. Last night, she leftthe bar and watched him return to his room. Patrick closed the door, and it seemed that everythingwas normal.Lucy knew that Patrick was a good drinker, so he couldn't have gotten drunk after a dozen cups ofcocktails. She felt that something was wrong.If it weren't for the fact that the presidential suite of this hotel was too large and soundproof, sheplanned to eavesdrop through the wall.Patrick was the kind of person who always had a reason for everything he did, so Lucy felt that itwas unnecessary to worry about him.The reason why he drank so many cocktails that he didn't like was probably that he was planning toset up a large nightclub. Nobody could figure out his real intentions, but all they knew was that Mr.Hopkins was super richLucy fell asleep in peace. However, what happened the next morning perplexed her.She opened the door and was about to go downstairs to the lobby of the hotel to have a deliciousbreakfast, then she saw that the door of the suite next door opened.The hotel's room service manager respectfully walked in with two bags of new clothes of brandmen's wear.Lucy paid no attention to it and she thought that Patrick probably took a shower after getting upand he just needed to get changed.When Lucy passed by, she glanced quickly into the room out of her professional habit and she sawthat there was faint white smoke from the room, and the smell of burning filled the air. She quicklyturned left and rushed in with anxietyLucy knew that she would never get away with it if Gary and the others got to know that Patrick hadan accident when he went out with her. Lucy was only 17 years old at that time, so she was toonaive and always worried too much about it“Mr. Hopkins!” Lucy shouted while she was runningThe suite was very large, and she had to look for him from room to room.Finally, Lucy found Patrick in the bathroom of the main bedroom. He was wearing his new clothesand he was handsome and cool. He stood straight in the corner of the bathroom, burning theclothes that he wore yesterdayThe old clothes were ablaze since he had poured a lot of alcohol on them.At that moment, the thought that popped up in Lucy's mind was that Patrick was destroying “theevidence of hiscrime”The manager of the hotel did not dare to say anything when he saw what Patrick was doing. Hestood at the door of the bathroom and there was a worried expression on his face. His concern wasthat it might start a fire, but he did not dare to stop it.Patrick glared fiercely at the raging flame with a deep hatred.Normally, Patrick always had a reason for his-action.However, Lucy did not understand why he would burn his clothes.Lucy was so confused this time and she couldn't think of a reasonable explanation for Patrick'sbehaviors. Patrick definitely wouldn't do something against his conscience, for example, he killedsomeone and now he destroyed the evidence by burning his clothes.“Mr. Hopkins,” Lucy called him uncertainly.The clothes turned to ashes in the fire, but Patrick still had a lot of pent-up anger to release. Heturned on the tap to the maximum. He wanted to tip the dirty water with ashes down the drainwithout any trace or sign.The manager looked at his operation and it made his hair stand on end.Lucy was sure that there must be some secrets about the clothes.Patrick stepped out of the bathroom with a cold face, Lucy quickly followed him, “What should Ido?” She was very conscious of her duty.There were definitely some reasons for burning his clothes.Patrick would never mention to anyone for the rest of his life that he actually had a hard-on becauseof thinking about a woman and he woke up to replace the white seminal stain on his pants.It was a great humiliation for him.Although his pants were burned to ashes and flushed down the drain, the feelings of humiliationwere not released.There was something indefinable in Patrick's eyes. He looked at Lucy narrowly for the first time, “Idon't want to see you.” He said in a low and serious voice.Lucy was totally at a loss.Different from the sensational expressions in romantic films such as “I don't want to see youanymore”, what Patrick spoke to Lucy at that moment was serious without any emotions.What he meant was that Lucy would get in trouble if she stayed with him.Patrick did not talk to her anymore. He turned around and left with a scowl. Lucy noticed that histread was heavier than usual, which indicated that Mr. Hopkins was in a bad mood at that momentNo wonder he would directly ask Lucy to leave.Lucy stood there for a while. The manager said timidly, “Is this gentleman your friend? My lady.”Lucy glared at him fiercely. “You'd better not stickybeak.” She behaved as if she was in a gang.The innocent manager felt that these two guests were not simple, so he had to report to hissuperiors.Lucy didn't even have the appetite to have breakfast. She quickly picked up the phone and gave aninternational call to Gary to discuss it. She shouted, “It seems that something happened to Mr.Hopkins!”Patrick also felt that there was something wrong with his body.This woman, whose name was unknown to him, had always been on his mind, and the suddensexual attraction interfered with him at night because of missing her.The unprecedented embarrassment, humiliation, and mixed feelings made him extremelyunpleasant.Patrick didn’t understand why he was so edgy.He ordered black coffee, which was bitter, in the lobby of the hotel. Patrick drank three cups ofcoffee but he still could not think of any possible explanation.The women passing by gazed at him, Patrick looked up at them as usual and realized that they werea little bitgauche and shy.There were very few questions that Patrick could not figure out. He thought that it was not becauseof the female student he met yesterday afternoon. She was not special. It was true that she wascute, she was not a great beauty though. Patrick had an undefinable feeling about her.Patrick found a reasonable explanation for himself,He was suddenly shocked at that time. The beautiful scenery of the sunset and dusk as well as thequiet streets and gentle music left a deep impression on him, so the memory of that day wasindelibly printed on his brain.Today was Sunday. Patrick planned to take a break and hung around in this strange city.It was ironic that, currently, Patrick was eager to let the woman in the scenery get out of his mind.Patrick left the hotel. He didn't take a taxi. He dressed in thin clothes like yesterday, wearingheadphones and listening to gentle music. He was strolling aimlessly in this strange city.The sun had just come up in the morning, Patrick walked through some small parks and saw somecitizens playing with their children, but he had no feelings for such warm scenes,At noon, the sun was high in the sky and his feet were sore after the walk, so he randornly found achair under a big tree and then sat down. He was not hungry and did not want to replace something toeat. He had never been interested in delicious food.Patrick walked along a road beside a river. The wind by the river was strong, and it was freezing coldafter Christmas. There were only a few people by the river. Patrick could bear with the lowtemperature, so he deliberately walked in the cold wind and wanted to let it blow off all his troubles.It was not until 5 p.m. that the sun began to go downThe wind by the river was freezing cold at that time. Patrick felt much better. His hands, arms, andface were as cold as ice in the wind, and he also calmed down.“That's good.” He thought.He didn't have to bother with the female student yesterday. It was not a big deal.Patrick's mind was at ease, and he felt a little bit hungry now. He walked to the main road in front ofhim and wanted to take a taxi to the hotel. Suddenly, a woman passed by quickly on a bicycle,Patrick froze at that moment. There was a sound in his brain as if a big stone dropped in a pool andit rippled. He was left staring after her and watched her receding figure. He somehow felt that hewas quite familiar with her.His body somehow reacted faster than his brain. Patrick immediately lengthened his stride to keepup with thewoman on the bicycle.“What's the matter?” The woman asked.The frame of the woman's bicycle was pulled by Patrick at the back. She looked back with fear andnervousness, but she unexpectedly saw a handsome man with a strange expression on his face.Patrick had mixed feelings at that moment.He mistook her for someone else.He did not understand why he was so excited just because they had similar figures.Patrick's face darkened. Anger and restlessness clutched at his heart again.

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