Chapter 37
Christina stood there, stunned. Her face filled withplicated looks as she watched Patrick leave with
Cecilia
in his amis.
“Christina, are you okay?” Charlesforted her.
She lowered her head, her long eyshes covering the emotions in her eyes, and then murmured
softly. “I am fine. It’s just a minor injury.”
Charles was furious. “I mean, don’t be too sad about Patrick leaving with that woman.”
“Who’s sad? Why should be sad?
Christina seemed to be hit on the soft
spot. She raised her head and yelled at him angrily. “My right hand is hurting so much that I want to cry.
What he wants to do has nothing to do with
me!”
Charles was speechless. What a stubborn giri.
He clearly saw a sad look in her eyes,
and he thought it was natural for her to
feel bad since she just saw her husband leave with another woman in his arms.
The two took the elevator down to the
parking lot.
Charles couldn’t help scolding her. “Didn’t I ask you to go up to the top floor? Why did you get to the
35th floor?”
“I saw Cecelia… Nothing!” Christina’s face was livid, and she didn’t want to
continue.
Charles walked to his car, opened the door, and grumbled at her. “Christina, I told you a long time ago
that women should be obedient. Just now, when Patrickshed out at you, if you just listen to his
lecture, you will be fine. But you chose to talk back to him.”
After all, few people dared to talk to Patrick like this. If anyone else had dared to do that, they would
have been beaten up and taken away.
“He’s always been gentle to Miss Jones
but scolds me every time he sees nie. What did I do wrong to him? Why did
he scold me?” Christina’s face turned
even worse when she heard Charles
mentioning Patrick
Charles also felt strange.
Patrick had always been indifferent to others. There were not many things that could really make him
angry. However, he turned moody when Christina was involved.
“Go back to the Hopkins Family and
find a way to please Patrick..” Charles
sat in the driver’s seat and gave her a
suggestion
“I wasn’t wrong!” Christina looked
reluctant.
Just as Christina was about to get into the passenger seat, a person rushed towards them.
“Ma’am..” It was a bodyguard of the Hopkins Family
The bodyguard asked anxiously “Ma’am, have you seen Mr. Hopkins?”
Christina kept a straight face and did
not answer.
Charles rolled down the window and asked, “What’s wrong?”
When the bodyguard saw that Charles. he immediately called out respectfully, “Mr. Shepherd.”
He quickly said, “Today we‘ve been practicing boxing with Mr. Hopkins at
the club. Ten minutes ago, someone
from Fire Club called him and said that
Young Madam was not on the 35th
floor.”
As the bodyguard said this, he looked at Christina Strangely before he continued. “Mr. Hopkins looked
unhappy. After hanging up the phone, he immediately grabbed the car keys and rushed out. We don’t
know what happened. Mr. Hopkins overtook many cars and ran many red lights. He almost ran into
someone else’s car on the highway in the mountains…”
Christina and Charles were shocked when they heard this.
“Mr. Shepherd, did something happen at Fire Club? I heard that Mr. Hopkins
drove out all the people on the 35th floor?” The bodyguard then asked, “Where is our Mr. Hopkins
now?”
Christina pursed her lips, and her eyes
were a little dim.
“It’s no big deal. Patrick has left Fire Club_” Charles said faintly. The bodyguard nodded at them and
left.
Christina sat in the passenger seat with a heavy heart and remained
silent
Charles was sending her back to the Hopkins Family. Along the way, he was a little confused too.
“Christina, did you know before?”
Patrick
Charles couldn’t help asking when the
car was about to reach the Hopkins Family.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org.
Christina said sullenly, “Why? You
want to say I look like Cecilia again, don’t you? She has had stic…” She had had stic surgery,
“Forget it. Even if you knew him before, you must have offended him a lot.” Charles red at her.
The car was parked outside the gate of the Hopkins Family. Charles turned around and grabbed a
rose-red bag from the back seat of the car and handed it back to her. “You left your purse in my car. I
couldn’t get in touch with you before meeting you at Fire Club. No wonder you didn’t answer my
After listening to hisints,
Christina got out of the car and went
back with a servant of the Hopkins
Family
She picked up her bag and suddenly thought of something. She immediately took out her cell phone.
Sure enough, Charles called her twice,
and…
She feltplicated and this emotion showed on her face. Her eyes were fixed on the missed calls.
Patrick had called her twelve times..
“He must be with his Miss Jones now.”
Christina went back to the bedroom, feeling depressed. She mmed the door shut, feeling agitated
for no
reason.
Patrick looked irritated and mmed the door with a bang
“Patrick.” The woman in the Dassenger seat called out to him softly with concern. “Patrick, are you
okay? Are you feeling unwell?”
Patrick’s face was gloomy. He turned and red at the familiar face beside him.
Cecilia was somewhat flustered by his
deep gaze.
“Patrick, you came to Fire Club for me?”
Cecilia’s voice was tinged with guilt when she exined in a soft voice. “Some of my colleagues forced
me toe over, saying I had to have this meal with the producer.”
As she spoke, she looked frightened
and held Patrick’s hand in fear. Her voice trembled. “I didn’t expect Fire Club would be so messy. It was
really scary. Those people were really outrageous…”
Patrick listened to her, his eyes fixed on her face, but he did not say a word, as if he was thinking about
something.
Cecilia noticed that he was a little
distracted.
He looked like he didn’t care about
what had happened to her at Fire Club at all. He was lost in his own thoughts.
“Patrick, I promise I won’t apany my colleagues to such a ce. Don’t be angry.” Cecilia said in a
pleading tone. Her voice was sweet and soft.
Patrick lookedather with a sheer in his
heart.
If she had been so good.
He leaned against the back of the car, closed his eyes, and calmed down the agitation in his heart.
His eyes were closed and his brows were furrowed. Cecilia sat quietly beside him and looked fixedly at
him.
Patrick was very handsome, with fair skin and well-defined features. Perhaps because he was born in a
distinguished family, he looked noble and aloof, which fascinated many
people.
“Patrick…”
“Patrick. I love you very much” She said in a passionate voice,
“Get out of the car!”
Patrick was still motionless, but the voice was cold, breaking the romantic vibe in an instant.
Cecilia didn’t want to give up. Every time she wanted to go further with him, he would refuse. Tonight,
she had
to…
She whispered his name in his ear. “Patrick.”
Normal men wouldn’t refuse when women made advances to them...
“I said, get out of the car!”
Patrick pushed her away impatiently, Cecilia seemed to be frightened by his harsh, cold voice and was
stunned,
“Patrick.” Cecilia didn’t want to leave but was a little afraid of him.
Patrick looked at her face and suppressed his frustration. “Get out of the car,” he ordered again,
Cecilia had always been obedient and sweet in front of him. She knew that Patrick was bad-tempered,
so she
should be submissive.
She got out of the car and was sent
back by Patrick’s bodyguards.
But Patrick still sat alone in the driver’s
seat of the convertible sports car and
his right hand was casually put on the
door. His head was raised, and his silent gaze fined on the vast sky above
Cecilia felt a little uneasy when she Saw him like this.
She had never seen Patrick being like this. He seemed to be irritated. Why would a man as powerful as
him feel bothered?
Cecilia got into the bodyguard’s car and looked back, reluctant to leave…
All of a sudden, Patrick pursed his lips tightly as if he had remembered something. He mmed on the
elerator, passed their car, and disappeared into the darkness…
Cecilia was shocked. He seemed to be
filled with anxiety and irritation. Where was he going?
Patrick went straight back to the Hopkins Family
“Patrick, may I prepare supper for you?” When the servants saw himing back, they immediately
came forward to greet him.
“No.”
Then Patrick paused and asked in a deep voice. “Where’s the Young Madam?”
The maid reported to him truthfully. “Half an hour ago, Mr. Shepherd sent
the Young Madam back. She should be
in the bedroom and she doesn’t go to
bed yet.
When Patrick heard this, there was a mined expression on his face.
He went straight up to the second floor, but he didn’t go back to his bedroom
He sat in the study for a long time….
It was not until the cold night wind
blew from the French window did
Patrick look at the clock on the wall coldly. It was one o’clock in the morning
She should have fallen asleep…
A hint of discouragement shed across Patrick’s grim face. He rarely felt this way.
This feeling became intense when he remembered her stubborn look when she was arguing with him
before…
[Why are you scolding me?!] Her angry voice echoed in his ears… He didn’t want to scold her or argue
with her.
Patrick walked towards the bedroom. He held the doorknob and gently
turned it.
He immediately looked over to the bed. Under the dim lights, he saw the woman on the bed was
sleeping soundly on her side.
He stood by the bed and gazed down at her sleeping profile.
In fact, he was in a bad mood today.
Today was the Lantern Festival. and he
hated this day. When he received a phone call saying that she went to Fire Club, he couldn’t control
himself andshed out at her.
Patrick looked out the window at the quiet moon, adjusted his emotions, bent down. lifted the quilt, and
looked at her right fingers.
He didn’t know what trouble she had got herself into this time and even her fingers were bruised, and
there was ck blood in the flesh.
He picked up her hand and examined
1. it. The woman on the bed felt pain and
frowned
slightly. She involuntarily
withdrew her hand.
“Christina, when obedient.
will you be
Patrick stared at her with a burning gaze, his tone angry… But he couldn’t do anything about her.
He turned and walked towards the cab, trying to take out the medicine kit.
But Patrick had just taken two steps and froze. He looked at a birthday cake on the table in the small
living room in the bedroom…
She bought him a birthday cake.