Chapter 372


    At 6:00 pm, the sun had set, and the sky was overcast.


    A tall man with a handsome face had been standing under the tree for half an hour. He seemed to


    hesitate, looking at the independent vi opposite the Dickens family.


    At this moment, a woman''s back suddenly appeared at the gate of the Dickens family.


    Patrick paused for a moment, but soon he realized that it was not the person he was looking for.


    At this moment, Betty also felt the strange look from the big tree. She turned around and was


    immediately surprised.


    In a custom-made expensive ck suit, Patrick stood under the century-old tree in an outstanding


    posture. The dim light in the dusk set his facial features and temperament off to advantage.


    Betty thought it was an illusion.


    Patrick strode towards the door of the Dickens family with a cold face.


    Perhaps because Patrick''s visit was too sudden, Betty, who had seen much of the world, was a little


    nervous looking at him.


    "Well, why are you here?"


    Patrick stopped a meter in front of her. He didn''t seem to have any intention of entering the house.


    "Hello."


    He greeted in a calm voice.


    In fact, Patrick had tried his best not to be so distant and cold, and his tone was more respectful.


    Compared to his aunts, Betty had been treated better.


    He didn''t know why he suddenly came to the Dickens family. He felt well disposed towards her because


    she was Christina''s aunt.


    But his phone in his coat pocket suddenly beeped and a new text message came.


    He nced at the text message. His face grew serious and when he looked up at Betty again, he


    couldn''t calm down.


    He asked impatiently, "Has Christina gone abroad?"


    Just now, he received a text message that Christina had gone abroad.


    Probably because of Patrick''s cold and arrogant temperament, Betty was shocked and immediately


    replied to him, "Yes, she went to Switzend with Charles and the others this morning."


    When Patrick heard her mention Charles''s name, the aura around him faded a little. He was silent as if


    he was thinking about something.


    Seeing that he didn''t say anything, Betty added, "Crystal and his wife, as well as the little boy from the


    Stephenson family, all went skiing in Switzend."


    Christina wanted to spice up the new year, so Charles specially gathered a group of people to travel


    abroad with her.


    Patrick, as a man of few words, nced at Betty and was about to say goodbye to her.


    Unexpectedly, Donald suddenly called him in.


    At 6:00 pm, it was time to prepare dinner, but now an uninvited guest came. Betty stopped what she


    was doing, and entertained Patrick, the "distinguished guest", together with Donald and Mrs. Dickens.


    They sat opposite each other in the Dickens family living room, looking at each other in an awkward


    atmosphere.


    Betty served them a cup of ck tea, and Patrick took a sip.


    Donald said in a deep voice, "Sorry to bother you when I was in the hospital a while ago."


    Donald was a sensible person. Although Patrick did not appear in his ward during his serious cerebral


    hemorrhage, he was aware that Patrick was probably the one who could push Charles around.


    Patrick did not have much enthusiasm for Donald, his father-inw, and said politely, "How are you


    doing?"


    Donald''s health condition had been seriously depleted after the operation, but he looked much better


    recently. He slid an appraising eye over Patrick.


    He suddenly cursed, "I won''t die right now. My daughter has always been concerned about when my


    bald head grows hair. She pissed me off when she was a little girl. I''ve long been used to it. And it


    brings with me the power of great endurance."


    Patrick looked at him with a serious expression.


    Donald said directly, "She shouldn''t have been with you."


    Patrick put on a sulking look instantly.


    Betty and Mrs. Dickens got nervous as the atmosphere crackled with tension.


    Patrick seemed to be holding back. He didn''t say anything.


    Donald continued, "In this situation, it won''t work if you threaten mypany''s interests. As for the


    children... They''re yours and have nothing to do with us."


    "I know my daughter very well. She has no ns for life, self-willed, doted on by her grandfather. She


    doesn''t care about anything. You forced her to get pregnant by ident. She didn''t do it voluntarily."


    "Don''t try to control her anymore!"


    Patrick was a little shocked. He held the exquisite porcin teacup tightly in his right hand and put it on


    the table with great force.


    He wanted to speak, but Donald obviously didn''t give him a chance.


    Donald''s face was livid and he shouted at him, "Get out!"


    He actually kicked him out.


    Betty and Mrs. Dickens were flustered.


    They also did not expect that Donald, who had been much calmer recently after recuperating, would


    suddenly lose his temper. They were worried that Patrick would have a heated argument with him.


    "Young Master Hopkins was chased out of the door by Donald."


    In the Hopkins family, Senior Mr. Hopkins sent someone to inquire about his grandson. When he heard


    that Patrick was kicked out by the Dickens family, he was shocked and filled with mixed feelings.


    "He just left like that?" he asked in an eerie tone.


    "He left the Dickens family without a word?"


    Senior Mr. Hopkins was irked, unable to believe that Patrick, who was usually arrogant and high above,


    did what he was told in the Dickens family.


    The old butler said with a worried look, "Maybe they touched him on the raw."


    Senior Mr. Hopkins scolded, "Good-for-nothing."


    The old butler nced at the antique clock in the living room. It was 8: 00 pm, but no one was in the


    mood to eat tonight.


    He sighed, "It is said that when Young Master Hopkins arrived at the Dickens family, Christina had


    already gone abroad."


    Senior Mr. Hopkins was very upset and snorted, "Christina is a bit wild."


    Originally, his idea was traditional. He nned to arrange for Patrick to marry a dignified and


    submissive woman. Christina was not good at managing the affairs of the family, let alone being the


    better half.


    "Young Master Hopkins is crazy about her."


    "He once went to C City to be her teaching assistant for half a year. But she didn''t recognize him..."


    The old butler sighed, "I really didn''t expect him to be so shy with girls. Maybe many girls liked him


    when he was young and he get used to it. During the half-year, he didn''t nerve himself to confess his


    love to her. I guess he was afraid of being rejected."


    The old butler said worriedly, "Christina has a very simr temperament to madam. Why don''t you help


    him..."


    With aplicated look, Senior Mr. Hopkins snapped, "Forget about it. He brought it to himself!"


    The butler did not dare to speak again.


    At 11 pm, Patrick returned to the Hopkins family. The lights in the living room of the main house were


    all on. His grandfather had not rested yet, as if he was waiting for him.


    He looked calm and did not speak. His eyes fell on his grandfather.


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    Senior Mr. Hopkins looked sullen, turned around, and red at his grandson. He suppressed his


    temper, snorted, and got up with a cane and left.


    The old butler followed him with a bitter smile.


    He was used to their temperament.


    The Hopkins family was too big and spacious, which made one feel very cold.


    After his grandfather returned to his room, Patrick left the main house and went to the nursery.


    The maids and nannies in the nursery made way for him when they saw himing.


    He was half squatting by the small bed. The babies were sleepy when they suddenly felt someone


    approaching. They opened their bright eyes and looked at Patrick.


    Patrick squatted down by the bed without saying a word. He looked at the twins, who were more than


    four months old. He found them very cute when they were not crying.


    Their cors were a little messy, so he reached out his big hand to smooth them.


    To his surprise, his son grabbed his slender fingers with his chubby, soft hands. Feeling the warmth in


    their hands, Patrick was touched.


    He looked at them for a long time, his eyes a little gloomy.


    He let go of the child''s little hand, stood up straight, and finally looked at the baby in the cot.


    "You shouldn''t have been born," he whispered to himself.


    After returning to the bedroom, he took off his coat and threw it on the floor in a corner as if he had


    done it on purpose.


    Then he went straight to the bathroom to take a cool shower. Cold drops of water fell from his head,


    and a chill made his brain empty.


    Nanny Faang, the butler of Eastern Garden, knew that Patrick had not eaten anything and specially


    prepared supper for him.


    Patrick came out of the bathroom and said, "I''m not hungry. Take it away."


    Nanny Faang did not dare to disturb him, seeing that he didn''t look like his usual self. She led another


    maid out quickly. However, when the maid saw that her coat was on the floor, she picked it up and


    prepared to take it out to wash.


    Patrick suddenly shouted anxiously, "Put down the coat!"


    The maid was startled. Aunt Faang immediately took the coat back and walked forward to hand it back


    to him.


    Patrick took the coat and immediately took out his phone from his pocket. He held it tightly in his palm


    with aplicated expression.


    "Get out." His tone softened.


    These masters were unpredictable and hard to serve for the servants who worked in the Hopkins


    family.


    After the bedroom door closed, Patrick did not care about the coat. He just held the phone in his hand


    and thought for a long time in silence.


    Outside the french window, the night sky was very dim and there were no stars. It was already 1: 00 in


    the morning.


    He knew that there was a timeg between him and Christina.


    So, it was 7 pm on her side, and it was time for dinner.


    After hesitating for a while, he checked on the updated moments of his Whatsapp.


    Then a trace of surprise shed across Patrick''s face.


    As expected, Charles posted a bunch of photos. They had already arrived in Switzend. A group of


    people, including Crystal, Chandler, and Geoffrey, were also there. They gathered at a big table and


    ate exotic food excitedly.


    Christina was among them. She was holding a lobster in her right hand as if she was having fun. She


    deliberately waved the lobster pliers with a bright smile.