My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 95

The Red Villa was considered a high-end leisure clubhouse in A City. Their services included hotsprings, massage, authentic seafood, and spacious private rooms that were best suited for partiesand fun.

Crystal dejectedly grabbed the cocktail on the table and drank it one glass after another.

Christina sat across from her. She was worried that Crystal might get herself drunk. So Christinawanted to get up to her side to persuade her to drink, but the man beside her was somewhat pulledher by the waist.

"Behave yourself," Patrick reminded her lowly.

She wanted to explain, "No, that cocktail was very strong. What if Crystal gets drunk...”

"Sit down.”

She didn't know what he was angry about. He glanced at her coldly and warned her. Christina's facedarkened and she knew that he wouldn't change his mind.

"Mark, I heard that you left our school after half a year of teaching. Our class was the only class youhave taught. I wonder which school you are now working for?"

A man in a suit and leather shoes walked over, his face full of confidence. It wasn't hard to tell thathe was a successful gold-collar worker.

Unfortunately, Patrick sat on the sofa and only cast him a glance, obviously not wanting to talk tohim.

After the man was treated so coldly, his expression instantly became awkward. He handed Patrick aglass of red wine with a slightly smug smile. "I asked a friend in France to send me this wine.”Patrick took it over. But he didn't drink or say a word.

Christina looked at the glass of bright red wine and suddenly her eyes lit up. In fact, she was a winelover.

Christina was not only a wine lover but also a little drunkard. When Patrick was about to warn hernot to drink too much, the high-spirited male classmate immediately handed her a glass of redwine.

He was smiling and talking with her, "Christina, I haven't seen you for so many years. You're reallygetting prettier!”

"She's pregnant. She can't have wine."

Patrick interrupted him abruptly.

The man standing in front of them was stunned.

He fixed his gaze on Christina's abdomen, probably because she was tall and thin, so it was hard tosee that she was pregnant. But on closer inspection, it was indeed slightly protruding.

Although Patrick's voice was not loud, all eyes were on him. The word * pregnant’ crashed thefantasy on him of the women present and they glared at Christina fiercely.

"What is their relationship?" Those women were curious.

Embarrassed, Christina grabbed a glass of juice from the table and took a sip. "We're married.” So itwas legal.

Their dream girl married their dream man! Her words shattered the men and women's illusions!"Drink, this wine is good, it was specially bought by class monitor.” The mood of the men presentwas also very complicated. They could really use a drink.

All of a sudden, the originally tense atmosphere became joyful because of the wine, and everyonewas much more at ease, laughing and reminiscing about the past.

Suddenly, a slightly chubby man, drunk, stood tall in a chair.

"Christina, I'm Bruce. I like you very much!” He yelled at the top of his voice.

Christina looked at him with a surprised expression.

"In the past, you said that the corpulent man made you feel safe. You also said that your ideal typewas a chef. I am now a senior chef in the hotel..."

Another man next to him pulled him down quickly. He thought he was probably drunk and out ofhis mind. "Bruce, come down quickly. Don't make a fool of yourself."

"Jason, go away, you bastard. When I said I was going to confess to her, you stopped me andscolded me."

Bruce winced in anger. He roared at the man beside him.

"Hmph! You thought I didn't know. You went to see Christina before me that afternoon. I saw hergive you the shoulder throw and throw you into the river."

The man who persuaded him was embarrassed. Christina was famous at school, not only for heracademic and attractive appearance, but also for her good at Karate. She showed no mercy to theboys who were pestering her.

"Christina, I like you very much. I'm the slender boy who used to sit behind you."

Bruce drank too much. After shouting, he was so excited that he was about to cry. All these years, hehad been regretting he didn't make his confession to her. He was too timid and self-abased backthen. Although he knew that she couldn't agree to it, he now could make peace with the past.

"You have so many suitors.”

Patrick said in the low voice, gnashed his teeth.

Christina tilted her head, not daring to look at him.

She explained, "I didn't say accept them.” It was them who kept wooing her back then.

There were more than eighty people attending the party. They had booked the largest private roomin the villa. There was a gazebo in front of the balcony on the left and an open large hot springbeside it. At night, the sound of the gurgling water was pleasant to hear.

They hadn't been together for seven or eight years. Although they didn't have many deep feelingsfor each other now, they gathered together and started to remember their youth. In the days whenthey were studying together on campus, their hearts were touched.

"Mark, 1, I used to be the first to attend your class..."

A beautiful woman came over, her cheeks slightly red. She raised her glass to Patrick, smiled, andsaid. "In the past, all the girls in our dorm adored you very much and kept prying into your privateaffairs...”

"Okay."

Patrick's face was still calm and emotionless. He nodded at her, raised the glass in his hand, andtook a sip as a courtesy.

The woman was excited. She then turned to look at the woman beside him and asked curiously,"Christina, how did you know Mark when you skipped all his classes?"

Christina was embarrassed by her question and responded to her with a smile.

She was unwilling to talk about her personal matters, and the woman walked away. She immediatelybreathed a sigh of relief when she saw her go away.

She couldn't tell her that she and Patrick slept together at the club when they first met.

But Patrick was the rumored teaching assistant at her school. She really thought it was incredibleback then.

"You skipped all my classes,” the man next to her suddenly said in a cold voice.

Patrick stared straight at her. "Christina, you really didn't attend a single lesson of mine at thattime?"

"I had no choice. I needed to earn my school fee."

She drank the juice while playing dumb.

She suddenly thought of something, raised her head, looked straight at him with clear eyes, andasked directly, "Why did you work at my school as a teaching assistant?"

"Christina, what do you think?"

He wore a complicated look and asked softly in a deep voice

The answer seemed to be obvious, but she didn't want to utter it.

She looked at him, her face flushed, and her heart pounding.

"I didn't touch the wine, but why was I a little intoxicated..."