Chapter 414


    Christina hadn''t contacted Crystal for a while since she came back from switzend.


    "How have you beentely?"


    Christina spoke to her on WhatsApp, "Senior Mr. Hopkins stayed outside for a week. I found that he


    seemed to have lost some weight, but he was still very tough."


    Patrick had previously said that grandpa was afraid that she would be angry, but it turned out that''s not


    the case at all. Senior Mr. Hopkins had juste back for half the day and then began to fight for the


    babies with her.


    Christina was a little excited at the thought of the twins, and she said in WhatsApp, "I find that the


    younger baby is one kilo heavier than the elder baby. Maybe this is because the younger one likes to


    cry a lot and drinks a lot of milk powder after that, so he grows fat more easily."


    Crystal also smiled and asked her, "Christina, are you going to be a full-time mother at home in the


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    future?"


    Christina thought for a moment. Since she had decided toe back to the Hopkins family, her first job


    was to take care of the babies. Otherwise, what else would she have to do?


    "I''m going out to find a job outside." Crystal told her without waiting for her to reply.


    "Does Chandler agree? Aren''t you going to stay at home and take care of the daily meals of the


    Stephenson family?"


    "Chandler asked me to work out. He said that if I stay at home as a cook, I will lose my social


    connections. He also said that women nowadays have better have their own ability to survive. He said


    that there have been a lot of marriages where one side is poor and one side is rich, and women in this


    kind of marriage are easy to suffer losses."


    Christina listened and came to a conclusion, "Crystal, you''re right to get married to Chandler. He''s quite


    good to you."


    Crystal''s voice was also filled with happiness, "Chandler also asked me to sign some donation


    agreements, saying that if something bad happens in the future, I will own that jewelry and shops. I


    don''t agree to sign such things. I think he''s thinking too much. How can we have so many troubles if we


    live peacefully?"


    "Does Chandler oftenmunicate with you?" Christina''s tone became a little strange.


    "It''s such a long journey for a couple toplete in life. It''s better for a couple to share and discuss


    things together."


    Crystal had been living a veryfortable life recently. She was a happy little woman. She did not


    notice Christina''s strange tone. She added sweetly, "Although I am not smart, I can also make


    suggestions about work and life. But most of the time, it is Chandler who lectures with his vicious


    tongue."


    "Couples need tomunicate with each other, right?" Christina asked seriously.


    "Of course... Let''s chatter. I am going to pick up Geoffrey from school."


    After chatting with Crystal, Christina looked a little serious. She found a problem, that was, couples in


    other families wouldmunicate with each other. But the icy man Patrick, her husband, was not


    willing to spend more time talking to her at all.


    As usual, dinner time was 7 o''clock in the Hopkins family.


    Members of the Hopkins family were all here. Senior Mr. Hopkins stayed outside for one week, saying


    that he went to visit his old friend. After he came back, he did not give his grandson a nice look. He


    looked grim. But it did not matter anyway, as grandpa had always been so serious with a grave face.


    But Patrick soon noticed that tonight his wife didn''t seem to be nice to him either.


    Senior Mr. Hopkins was old but shrewd. He suddenly noticed that Christina was in a bad mood tonight.


    He nced at his unfilial grandson opposite him again. Senior Mr. Hopkins immediately regained his


    appetite and ate an extra half bowl of rice.


    "Why are you eating so little tonight?"


    Patrick asked. After dinner, the busy man Patrick was originally going to the study to handle


    documents. Tonight, instead of getting up immediately, he asked the woman beside him, "What do you


    want to eat? Ask the kitchen to get it for you."


    Christina said angrily, "No."


    Patrick stared at her with a serious expression.


    Senior Mr. Hopkins immediately lost his temper, "She''s full of anger. What else do you want her to


    eat?"


    Christina was obviously angry. She pushed Patrick, "Aren''t you going to the study to have a video


    conference with someone? Go on. Don''t tell me who you''re going to video with and what the project


    n is. I''m not interested in it and I don''t want to know."


    Patrick frowned at Senior Mr. Hopkins and Christina, "What...happened?"


    "Grandpa, let''s go to the living room to make tea."


    "Okay."


    Senior Mr. Hopkins and Christina had a tacit understanding. They ignored Patrick and left.


    Patrick went to the study with a sullen face. During the meeting, the regional president was unlucky


    enough to speak to Patrick when he was upset. As a result, Patrick criticized his proposal seriously.


    At 12 o''clock at midnight, Patrick finished his urgent business in the study.


    Before that, Nanny Faang had brought him a cup of ginseng soup. He then asked her to bring Christina


    some supper snacks. Nanny Faang then reported helplessly that Christina insisted that she would not


    be hungry and refused to eat.


    Patrick frowned when he returned to the master bedroom, "What happened tonight?" He found out that


    Christina was still up sote.


    "I just can''t sleep, what''s wrong?" She retorted in a stubborn tone.


    Patrick suddenly quieted down and looked at her bright and beautiful face. When she was angry, she


    was still in high spirits. He really didn''t understand how a woman thought of things, but he couldn''t


    possibly be angry with her.


    "Why didn''t you eat tonight? Are you feeling unwell?" He softened his tone.


    Christina sat cross-legged on the big bed, turned her face, and turned her back at him. She was


    unwilling to talk to him.


    Originally Patrick was a little angry, But when he looked at her childish acts, his thin lips curled up and


    he smiled helplessly. He strode towards the bed, "Let''s ask the servant to cook supper snacks. What


    do you want to eat?" He sat down beside the bed.


    He was sitting right behind her. He was so close that Christina didn''t dare to be so presumptuous. After


    all, this man was powerful and dominating. She hesitated and then answered, "I''m not hungry. Don''t


    look for those cooks. They also need to rest."


    "I''ll cook."


    Patrick put his hand around her waist and touched her t abdomen. She obviously didn''t have much


    food in her stomach. He then said with more confidence, "I''m cooking beef noodles. You have to finish


    it."


    As he spoke, he did not hesitate at all and quickly went downstairs.


    Christina was still bragging, "Who wants to eat..." But her stomach growled.


    In the early morning, members of the Dickens family were still awake and someone happened to


    Christina.


    "Auntie, why are you still up sote? What are you discussing?"


    Betty sighed, "It''s all your father''s fault. He''s always worried about you. He said he was worried about


    you in the future... He is afraid that you would meet those skillful mistresses and won''t be able to deal


    with them or anything. The older Donald gets, the idler he bes. He''s always thinking nonsense.


    Tonight, he even asked me and your grandmother to have a meeting to discuss countermeasures..."


    Since she was a child, Christina had heard a lot about those mistresses calcting andpeting for


    assets in famous and powerful families. Especially those sessful men in their middle ages, when


    they became more and more arrogant.


    "My father is getting more and more annoyed. Tell him to make peace with life as it is, and as his


    daughter, I am a ck belt in karate..."


    Her father yelled through the phone, "What''s the use of this ck belt? You don''t usually think things


    carefully, and you do not know it when you are set up. If Patrick wants to set you up, you still won''t


    realize it and will believe he is helping you."


    "Donald, I''m talking to Christina on the phone. You old man, go away. You are too idle that you are


    worrying over nothing every day." Betty began to find the old man too annoying.


    Betty snatched back her phone and asked gently, "Christina, are you going to bed? Is Patrick here? I


    want to talk to him..."


    "Patrick is cooking supper snacks downstairs."


    There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.


    "Patrick cook supper snack for you?" Betty''s tone was a little strange.


    "My cooking skills suck, and I don''t want to ask the cook at thiste hour. Patrick used to learn from a


    professional chef. He can even steam, fry, stew, fry with oil..."


    Christina said it very naturally. After thinking for a while, she did not forget to add, "I have tasted the


    fried soft-shelled crabs he cooked. He cooks very quickly. Maybe he just likes to cook."


    The junior Mr. Hopkins was so good at cooking that no one would believe it if he said it out. Maybe it


    was his peculier hobby.


    There was silence again on the other end of the phone...


    "Christina," Betty spoke in a serious tone this time.


    "Hmm?"


    "Christina, a rich family can draw more attention, and also attract more women easily. It''s useless for us


    to worry you... In terms of husband and wife, if Patrick doesn''t like to exin, then you shouldn''t worry


    too much. You can take the initiative to trouble him and ask him to do something for you. Tell him


    directly what you want..."


    "Also, women have to learn to act coquettishly from time to time." It was more difficult thannding on


    the moon to expect her niece to act coquettishly.


    "What coquettish act? Why should my daughter act like a spoiled child to the man in the Hopkins


    family?" Donald was the first to object.


    "Don''t let yourself suffer in the Hopkins family anyway. You can im back as much as you have given


    Patrick."


    After the warm words of the Dickens family, Christina fell into deep thought.


    Patrick brought up two bowls of beef noodles and asked her to eat at the small table, "You must finish


    it."


    Patrick originally thought she was throwing a tantrum and refused to eat. He saw she was in a daze


    and did not know what was on her mind. She was also eating the noodles and beef and then finished


    the whole bowl.


    Before she even said she wasn''t hungry.


    "Patrick, we just had enough to eat, so it''s not suitable to go to bed right away." Christina suddenly


    approached him and her tone was a little sweet and sounded a little naughty, "How about I massage


    you?"


    Patrick looked at the woman seriously. She changed so quickly that he was a little not used to it.


    "I''m good at massage. I''ve learned it."


    She pressed him into the chaise longue in the bedroom and massaged his shoulders and neck with


    proper force. Although it was not thatfortable, Patrick was content.


    However, Patrick did not enjoy it for long. In just ten minutes, Miss Dickens stopped and sit in the


    chaise lounge. She then said to him seriously.


    "Patrick, it''s your turn to massage me now."


    He was really surprised. Looking at her serious expression, he deliberately asked her in a long voice,


    "Do you want me to massage you?"


    "Yes."


    "The same ten minutes?"


    "Yes."


    The handsome Patrick seemed to be distracted and tempted by what she had said, and his voice


    became low and hoarse, "Christina, I will suffer some losses. How about I massage you for one


    night..."


    "What?"


    Stunned, Miss Dickens had not yet realized what was going on. She then was pulled to the big bed, her


    clothes were stripped off, and Patrick was on her...


    The lights at the bedside were dim, the bedsheet was messy, she was entangled with him. When


    Patrick was in the mood, he even whispered in her ear, "Baby..."


    Ah, who suffered losses?


    Christina blushed while making love with him. She tried to push him away, but she couldn''t have that


    strength. She hated it the most when people called her baby by her childhood name.


    "You are my baby. No one else is allowed to call you like this..."