Chapter 50


    Chapter 50 Tell You a Story


    And. She looked at him withplicated expressions on her face. Patrick had arge lunch box in his


    right hand and a book in his left hand.


    ‘What is he going to do?’


    “Eat these..”


    Patrick opened the lunch box he had brought and ced it directly in front of her. It sounded like he


    was ordering


    her.


    “No.”


    Christina pulled a long face and she didn’t know what she was sulking about. She carried the food


    made in the hospital, picked up the eggs and pig


    liver that she hated, and stuffed them directly into her mouth.


    At this time, they were in the small side-hall of the ward, where there was a set of simple wooden


    chairs and a ss tea table. Dinner brought by Patrick was ced on the tea table, emitting a strong


    fragrance.


    “Miss Dickens, didn’t you just say that you dislike the food in our hospital? This Chicken Soup is


    suitable for you. It’s not greasy and it doesn’t taste like Traditional Chinese Medicine, and it’s


    made by the chef of a five-star hotel…”


    The nurse tried to persuade Christina.


    Christina smelled the strong aroma and found that it was exactly the soup she liked.


    She did not know what this man was thinking. But she knew he was never such a kind man.


    What if it was poisonous?’ She was a little childish and got in a rage with


    herself.


    “No, I love these.”


    With a sullen face, she took arge


    piece of egg into her mouth,chewed it, and pretended that it was delicious.


    Patrick remained silent. Instead, he sat


    in the chair opposite her and looked at


    her thoughtfully.


    Christina disliked him in her heart even


    more. He looked at her and made her


    unable to go back on her word.


    After dinner, she went back into bed and became an obedient patient.


    She looked expressionless at the boring TV series. From time to time, she secretly nced at the small


    side


    hall. The man hadn’t left yet!


    The atmosphere in this ward was very


    weird…


    He was in the same space as her, but they were not talking. She was watching TV absent-mindedly,


    and he was reading


    Christina opened her eyes slightly. ‘He’s reading a fairy tale book!


    Just then, Patrick also looked up at her,


    and their eyes met.


    She immediatelyy back on the bed with her back to him


    While Patrick approached her with the Grimm’s Fairy Tales…


    He stood by the bedside. His beautiful brows on his handsome face slightly drew closer. It was as if he


    was struggling with something.


    “Do you want to hear a story?” He said in a deep voice


    thought


    Christina hallucinating


    she


    was


    She didn’t believe what she heard until the man sat on the chair beside the bed


    and read the story of Snow White word by word. This romantic love fairy tale waspletely


    inconsistent with


    the cold and stern temperament of Mr.


    Hopkins.


    But Christina could tell that he was


    very


    attentive


    and,


    of


    course,


    awkward.


    “Why are you reading this? I don’t like this story.” She still turned her back to him and muttered to


    herself, but it was undeniable that a strange fecling welled up in her heart.


    When he read that Snow White had


    taken a bite of the poisoned apple,


    Patrick’s deep eyes lit up slightly. He seemed to be surprised.


    Such a surprising expression was clean and pure but it was unlikely to appear on his cold face.


    But now, Patrick was a little stunned.


    “So it really works.” He murmured, his heart throbbing with excitement.


    The woman in the hospital bed fell asleep. Patrick lowered her eyes and took a deep look at the Grimm


    Fairy Tale in his hand.


    When he met a couple in the lobby of the hospital, the patient woman acted coquettishly and asked her


    boyfriend to tell her a story to coax her to sleep. At that time, he thought it was an extremely childish


    and unscientific method.


    But somehow, he bought this Grimm Fairy Tale.


    Suddenly, he heard a chuckle from the


    door.


    When Patrick looked up, he had already returned to that cold and indifferent man. The nurse at the


    door was immediately shocked. She quickly


    packed her things and walked out.


    The doctors and nurses here all knew that this ward was upied by the Young Master and Young


    Madam of the Hopkins Family, but this Mr. Hopkins did not seem to be as sinister and terrifying as the


    rumor hadit.


    His surprised look just now was inexplicably cute


    Unfortunately, Miss Dickens fell asleep and didn’t see it.


    Christina was sleeping soundly. She


    dreamed of the scene that Patrick read in the story of Snow White. Connie, the old witch, took a


    poisonous apple and let her eat it.


    She snatched the poisoned apple and crushed it into pieces with one hand, “F*CK YOU!” She kicked


    Connie in


    anger.


    Suddenly, the dream changed. She stood on a beautiful stone bridge, and a man slowly approached


    her on a white horse.


    “Prince Charming?”


    She fell in love with that man, and she


    looked forward to seeing the man who


    was approaching


    However, when she saw the man’s cold


    face, Christina panicked and screamed as if she saw a ghost, “I don’t want ice!”


    She screamed and opened her eyes, only to find that she was dreaming


    The morning light shone in, and the clock on the wall showed that it was 7:00 am. She was alone in the


    ward and it was quiet.


    Christinay on the bed and took a few deep breaths, her heart still beating a little erratically.


    “Give me back my gentle Prince Charming!”


    She was a little angry inexplicably. Why did she dream of Patrick? In her opinion, if Patrick was riding a


    horse, he should have a machete. This would


    make his cold and sinister temperament more like that of the god of death.


    She got up and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. Since the doctor had to


    make the rounds of the wards at 8:00, she stayed in bed obediently after washing up.


    As soon as she sat back on the bed, the door to the ward was opened.


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    Christina subconsciously looked up at the clock on the wall. It was only 7:30.


    The doctor should not be at work yet.


    The door was open with a click, and Christina froze. ‘It is him. What is he doing here again?


    When Patrick was looking at her, his


    face suddenly darkened.


    Then, with a cold face, he walked quickly towards her.


    Christina was a little frightened by his imposing manner. “Hey, what are you doing.”


    As soon as he came over, he bent over and leaned closer to her. His hands were still moving around


    her chest. Christina nervously pushed him away. ‘Is sex the only thing he thought in the morning?


    Patrick saw that she was on guard and repelled him, he was a little angry. “Button up, Charles and


    Chandler areing overter.”


    When Christina heard him say this, she


    lowered her head and noticed that the cor of her gown was wide open. His long fingers were indeed


    just buttoning her clothes. He didn’t do anything else.


    “I’m a woman. It shouldn’t matter if ! see it.” The nurse brought in some injection bottles and chuckled.


    Christina and the nurse looked at each other and Christina’s face turned red.


    She pushed the man in front of her away, feeling both embarrassed and angry, “Okay, the top button


    doesn’t need to be buttoned!”


    Patrick insisted, “Don’t move!”


    Seeing that Christina was embarrassed, the nurse quickly helped


    her to have an intravenous drip and walked out


    “If only I had a boyfriend like that.”


    “Keep your voice down. Stop dreaming. That’s Patrick Hopkins.


    The nurses in the hospital had been very excited these days. Christina could vaguely hear them talking


    about Patrick


    “He didn’t seem to have eaten all day yesterday. He had brought dinner for two, but the woman refused


    to eat..


    “It is none of my business!


    “However, Patrick did bring dinner for twost night. Was he nning to have dinner with me here?


    Christina looked over to the balcony of the ward. Patrick was making a phone call. It seemed that the


    and waste his time.


    “Christina, why are you staring at Patrick covetously?


    As soon as Charles came in, heughed and teased her.


    Christina was speechless and she didn’t show any respect to him. “What are you doing here? I don’t


    want to see


    you.”


    “I’m here to look in on you. Why are


    you still so irritable?” Charles was


    shameless and sat down on the chair


    beside the bed, clearly trying to anger


    her.


    “Miss Dickens, we are here to ask you something.”


    Chandler was dressed in a ck suit with silver-rimmed sses. He spoke politely


    “Chandler, you don’t have to be so polite with her. Christina likes Simpleness and roughness. She


    prefers to get straight to the point.”


    Charles had light brown hair, and a


    shiny blue diamond stud appeared on his left ear. These fit him very much as


    he was such a swanking man.


    Christina looked at them and suddenly


    remembered the difference between


    her and them.


    Her long eyshes were hanging down, covering the humbleness in her eyes. “What’s the matter?”


    Charles noticed that she didn’t seem to be happy. He turned around and grabbed a book by the bed in


    surprise. He immediately teased, “Christina, look at the Grimm Fairy Tale. I didn’t


    expect you to be so childlike as you are


    already so old.”


    Christina immediately red at him.’It


    was bought by Patrick!”


    “Put the book down.” Patrick hung up and walked over from the balcony


    When Charles Saw Patrick, he immediately behaved himself and put


    the book back honestly.


    Chandler stood by and looked at them. He couldn’t help butugh.


    They all knew that no matter how arrogant Charles was, he could only admit defeat in front of Patrick.


    “Miss Dickens, who did you talk to on the phone the night of your ident? Chandler asked questions


    seriously.


    “No one special” she said casually.


    Charles


    immediately


    “No one?” disagreed.


    “Christina, I happened to call you that


    night. Your phone was always busy. Besides visiting your grandmother in C City, did you see anyone


    else?”


    Christina looked at their scrutinizing Cyes and felt that they were interrogating her. She lowered her


    eyes and felt a little ufortable in her heart.


    “We just want to tell you that you may have been used by some people.” Chandler was thoughtful and


    could tell at a nce how overcautious she was.


    Christina raised her head and found Patrick standing beside her. His eyes


    were deep and burning. It was as if he


    was waiting for her to continue


    Speaking


    But… Christina was hesitant and she had her own scruples. “I didn’t meet anyone.” She finally said this


    in a low voice.


    Patrick’s eyes narrowed, while Charles and Chandler looked at each other in speechless despair. They


    knew that Christina was hiding something.


    In fact, before they came over, they had already investigated and found that Christina received a call


    from a stranger at 6:00 that night. Not long after, she went out of the hotel, called a taxi, and went out.


    Christina was indeed a beauty, and she


    had an outstanding appearance. The


    driver quickly recalled her and told


    them where he had sent her.


    And even if she didn’t say anything.


    they could easily find out who she saw


    that night by checking the newsletter, but it was a little strange that she didn’t