Chapter 484


    She went to bed verytest night and was tortured by Patrick on bed all night.


    In the morning, Christina felt vertiginous when getting up. She was very sleepy, but when she turned to


    look at the man who had just changed into a dark blue striped shirt in front of the mirror, she found him


    very handsome and in high spirit.


    "Damn it!"


    Christina walked out of the bedroom with him. She suddenly felt angry and stepped on him.


    The two maids standing outside the bedroom looked at her in astonishment. Patrick was used to her


    temper, and he chuckled.


    Christina was embarrassed to lose her temper in front of the maid. She waved her fist and lowered her


    voice. "Next time, when I say I want to sleep, don''t touch me! Restrain yourself..."


    Patrick did not agree. He looked at a hickey on her neck and reached out to pull her cor to cover it.


    Patrick''s used his slender and fair fingers to tidy her clothes, careful and gentle.


    The servants at home usually did not dare to look straight at Patrick. Taking advantage of the warm and


    harmonious atmosphere, they secretly looked up to this oldest grandchildren. They had to admit that


    Patrick was very eye-catching, especially his rare and gentle expression.


    However, Christina did not appreciate it. She turned her head and red at him angrily.


    "It''s all your fault!" She gritted her teeth and whispered in a low voice.


    Damn man!


    A deep smile showed on Patrick''s handsome face.


    In the nursery, the nannies were a little surprised to see Patrick and Christinaing over early in the


    morning. After greeting them politely, Patrick signaled that they could leave and give the twins to him


    and Christina.


    "Young Master, the children caught a cold and had a fever a while ago. They are still taking medicine..."


    This nanny was specially assigned by Senior Mr. Hopkins to take care of the twins. Even if Patrick


    came personally, she was quite cautious.


    "They haven''t recovered from the cold and fever for so long?" Patrick''s voice was always cold.


    The nanny was wary and replied carefully, "They have recovered from the cold and their temperature is


    normal. Coughs asionally happened..." She exined quickly, lest being med for not taking good


    care of the children.


    "If not, don''t let them take so many pills," Christina said.


    The nanny had a disagreement with Christina before so she subconsciously wanted to talk back. "This


    is what Senior Mr. Hopkins ordered..." However, she was always smart. Feeling Patrick''s sharp eyes


    beside her. She immediately changed her tone and pretended to be respectful. "The prescription


    prescribed by the old doctor helps the children improve their immunity."


    Christina did not even look at her, who was an old employee relying on Senior Mr. Hopkins as a backer,


    and still took advantage of her seniority.


    "Get out."


    Patrick nced coldly at Nanny Kim and threw out two words, simple and clear.


    Nanny Kim did not dare to say anything. She smiled reluctantly and nodded, then retreated.


    Patrick usually did not interfere in these small disputes in the family. She turned around and saw


    Christina still ring at the old nanny outside the door with a dark face. He said calmly, "People who


    can take good care of the children are everywhere."


    Patrick never cared about anyone who could be reced at any time. He meant that the one who


    looked after their children could be reced at any time.


    "No." Christina refused. "If you fire this old nanny, it will cause trouble for me. Besides, she has worked


    in the Hopkins family for so many years, so she has really put in a lot of sweats if not efforts in


    everything she did."


    Christina''s bark was worse than her bite. She didn''t want to be so wicked, especially when it would


    cause someone to lose her job.


    Patrick looked at her without saying anything.


    Christina had her own ideas. If she didn''t want to, he wouldn''t interfere.


    Logically speaking, Christina was unlikely to be bullied in the Hopkins family. His wife was not a


    pushover. Thinking of this, Patrick was relieved to let her be.


    "Patrick, pick up the older brother first and I''ll feed him."


    Christina went to get the bottle from the maid and told him casually.


    The baby in the crib slept soundly. Because they were twins, they had been wearing the same clothes


    since they were young. It was difficult to tell which one was the old brother when they closed their eyes


    and fell asleep.


    Patrick stood by the crib and looked at the two babies who were almost identical. The clothes were of


    the same style, but the colors were different. Was he in light blue or light green?Belongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.


    The considerate maid who was helping to make the milk noticed Patrick''s confusion and walked over


    with a smile. "The one in blue is brother."


    Patrick looked up at her. The young maid blushed when the man looked at her directly.


    Christina shook the two bottles hard, walked over, and said lightly, "The fat one is younger, and the thin


    one is big brother."


    It was so troublesome to tell them apart from the clothes. The little brother was obviously fatter.


    "Ok." Patrick replied and looked at his two sons carefully. The younger son was fatter.


    Christina was impatient. Seeing that Patrick had not picked up the child yet, she stuffed two bottles of


    milk into his hand and picked up her eldest son from the small bed.


    The baby woke up in her arms and looked straight at his mother with his big clear eyes.


    His face was white and tender. Suddenly, he smiled shyly. This child was young and handsome. The


    baby looked very cute and shy when he smiled.


    Christina had recently be more and more fond of her eldest son. Big was obedient and sensible.


    He didn''t cry or make a scene.


    Christina motioned for Patrick to give the bottle to the baby. The baby held the bottle in one hand and


    sucked the milk carefully with his smallmouth. The baby''s big ck eyes were shining brightly as he


    stared at Christina''s face as if he was happy to see her.


    Patrick came here less often. He was very happy as a father to see the child so obedient.


    But this relief was only temporary. Patrick soon realized that his younger son was difficult to deal with.


    When feeding the youngest baby, the baby was resistant. He pushed the bottle away hard with his fat


    hand, and the sound of crying resounded throughout the room.


    The child cried sadly as if he was the most aggrieved person in the world. Big tears gushed out.


    Patrick frowned and held a one-year-old baby in his arms, helpless.


    Nanny Kim, who was outside the door, poked her head in time and reminded him in a low voice,...


    "Hold him with your both hands and walk with small steps while humming nursery rhymes. Keep your


    voice low, it will easily scare him. Calm him down then feed him."


    When Patrick heard this, he looked at his little son who was still crying, and frowned even tighter.


    Why did this little guy so hard to deal with?


    Small might be born with a delicate temperament and was extremely difficult to serve. Moreover, his


    blue eyes looked like Old Madam Hopkins. Senior Mr. Hopkins had his motives, and he spoiled the


    younger one, making him more delicate.


    All nannies were all afraid of Small, but he had a high status. Everyone could only change their ways to


    "Small, don''t cry!"


    Christina called out to the child in a dignified voice. The child seemed to be a little frightened when he


    heard the voice. He suddenly forgot to cry and looked at his mother in a daze, with tears in his eyes.


    "Brother is drinking milk. If you don''t drink it, it will be all given to him."


    Christina held Big in her arms. Big was very quiet and nestled in her arms. He held the bottle in his


    shorthand and drank it very quickly.


    Small was held by his father. He might not understand what Christina said, but he still twisted his little


    body and looked over with his round eyes.


    Small ttened his mouth and was about to cry, but when he met Christina''s serious expression, his


    face froze again.


    Finally, Christina walked over and saw her youngest son''s awkward look. "Behave yourself." The bottle


    was then stuffed into his mouth. The little guy had a surprised expression on his face. His eyes were


    wide open and he looked innocent and startled. Patrick was a little surprised.


    Small seemed to realize that his resistance was useless, so he stopped making a scene.


    The baby raised his little head, looked at his older brother, then at his father. Finally, his blue eyes fixed


    on his mommy''s face. His little mouth pouted and he began to drink milk consciously, and he stopped


    crying.


    Outside the door, the nannies all thought it was magical. It turned out that the little demon was afraid of


    his own mother.


    Christina also felt sorry for what she had done. She took a tissue to wipe the tears off the crying boy''s


    face and emphasized, "Small is so fond of crying. He definitely didn''t inherit me." As she spoke, she did


    not forget to look up at Patrick.


    "Nor from me." Patrick retorted in a rare way.


    The little guy was so fond of crying that even Patrick couldn''t stand it. Small was a boy, so Patrick


    thought to himself and decided when these little guys grew up, he would train them hard.


    "Patrick, our sons couldn''t speak yet." At the mention of this, Christina was a little worried.


    She put the child back on the small bed. He was almost a year old, and her hands were sore after


    holding him for a long time. She carefully looked at his baby, who was handsome and healthy, white


    and fat. Why hadn''t he learned to speak yet?


    Even his grandpa emphasized that children who spokete must be promising, but in fact, he also


    looked for many doctors for examination and asked many times in detail, but nothing useful had be


    found.


    "Other children start calling their parents when they are half a year old," Christina was still a little


    worried. She and grandpa had been secretly guessing who would the babies call first, but they didn''t


    call them till now.


    Patrick nced at his son and said calmly, "They don''t want to talk."


    "How do you know?"


    Patrick had a rare sense of humor. "They are not stupid because they inherited it from me."


    "I''m also not stupid," Christina said proudly. "My IQ is 150."


    Patrick chuckled. "It''s just that your EQ is rtively low. Small is like you."


    Christina was unhappy and deliberately mocked him. "Patrick, maybe you were a crybaby when you


    were young. I''ll ask grandpa when having breakfast at the main houseter..."


    The two little guys were lying on the small bed, looking at the adults with big round eyes. They were a


    family of four. It was rare and pleasant.


    A while ago, Christina was worried about Derek because of his abnormal health condition, so she often


    went to his apartment. Because of this, she and Patrick had a little conflict.


    Now that the two of them were ying with their children, the harmonious atmosphere warmed


    Patrick''s cold heart.


    Christina turned around and nced at him secretly. She felt that Patrick was not as serious and stern


    as usual as he was holding the child. He looked kind and steady.


    Everyone would look forward to a sense of belonging, and Patrick was no exception.


    Suddenly, Christina felt very satisfied about her small family.


    After leaving the baby''s room, the two of them went to the main house to have breakfast with grandpa


    as usual. Christina was in a good mood today. She also nned to find grandpa to ask more


    embarrassing things about Patrick''s childhood.


    As soon as Christina stepped into the main house, she heard ''s shrill voice, who was excitedly


    announcing something.


    "There are so many real estates, funds, stocks, bonds, and just cash..."


    "I don''t believe that there is no special rtionship between them when such arge sum of property is


    given to her. Who would believe that?"


    Patrick naturally heard some voices. He frowned slightly and strode into the living room. Christina was


    also wondering who Ms. Hopkins was talking about.


    "What''s your rtionship with that illegitimate child of the Fisher family?" When Ms. Hopkins saw


    Christina, she questioned her harshly.