Spoil My Errant Wife (Patrick and Christina)

Around eight o'clock in the evening, Christina returned to the hotel from the milk tea shop.

After taking a bath, she lay down on the bed to rest, but couldn't sleep.

'Cecilia is Sophie's daughter?' She held the quilt and was thinking.

Sophie, the owner of the milk tea shop, was single and had a daughter named Maria.

However, Christina had never met her.

She only knew that Sophie's daughter had dropped out of school in junior high school and would often hang out until midnight before returning home.

Cecilia was Maria.

In other words, not only did Cecilia get plastic surgery, but she also hid her real identity from Patrick and she even lied to Patrick.

But why? 'Do I need to tell Patrick about this?' She looked hesitantly at her phone.

Patrick had gone to Paris on a business trip and should not be back yet, and he never liked other people to interfere with his business with Miss Jones.

'Forget it, lest I would be scolded' But there was another thing..."

"You happened to be working part-time at my store, Christina. You should have known that many of your high school boys came to our store for the sake of you, but one man was different..." What Sophie said to her this afternoon echoed in her ears.

"No wonder every time I worked overtime and someone would order more than a hundred cups of milk tea.." Christina thought of the past and found it strange.

When she left the Dickens Family that year, she was too stubborn to accept the money from the Dickens Family.

She worked part-time when she was still in school.

In her third year of high school, she had a lot of classes during the day, so she often worked night shifts.

But strangely every time she worked night shifts, there would come some salespeople who said it was for the company's needs or public welfare activities, and then they directly ordered more than 100 cups of milk tea.

After receiving such a large order, Sophie would come over to help.

After that, Sophie would directly ask her to go back to rest.

At that time, her so-called night shift was usually two hours of work, and she got the highest commission.

"Who is it?"

"Who sent them to support me?"

Feeling tired, Christina rolled over in bed and didn't bother to think about it.

At that time, she was busy with her study and a part-time job and had no impression of the mysterious man at all...

She woke up at five the next morning.

Christina sat by the bed in a daze for a while and found that she had developed the habit of getting up early.

She turned her head and looked awkwardly at her side...

She actually thought of Patrick.

She had a quick breakfast, packed her bag, and was about to go to the hospital to visit her grandmother.

Inexplicably, she wanted to go back to the Hopkins Family as soon as possible.

She didn't know from when she had a sense of belonging to the Hopkins Family.

But just as she walked out of the hotel lobby, she met someone.

"Get in the car."

Awhite Bentley parked outside the hotel as if waiting for her specially, and the woman's cold voice came from the window. Christina frowned and looked at the woman in the car.

'What does she want from me?'

"Why? Afraid of me?!"

Cecilia in the car smiled with disdain.

Christina thought for a while, then opened the door and sat in.

Cecilia stepped on the gas and drove directly to a quiet Western restaurant.

When the door of the box was closed by the waiter, Cecilia said, "Where did you do the plastic surgery?"

Christina looked at Cecilia in a daze, completely confused.

Cecilia saw her dumb look and sneered.

"You're quite suitable to be an actor..."

As she spoke, she cast a disdainful glance at Christina, took out her cigarette from her bag, lit it, raised her haughty chin, took a deep breath, and spat out a white smoke at Christina. Christina choked and quickly got up from her chair.

"Miss Jones, shoot it!"

She was pregnant, and even Patrick and Charles did not smoke in front of her.

Now, looking at the arrogant demeanor of this big star, she felt disgusted.

Cecilia's eyes fell on her abdomen, her eyes full of suppressing jealousy, and she said directly, "Name your price and abort the child."

"No"

Christina looked at her, bit her lip, and quickly spat out a word.

"Christina, don't go too far!"

Cecilia's voice turned colder, and she looked at Christina fiercely.

"You are really awesome. You hooked up with Patrick while I was away for three years. But look, Patrick is mine! You want to fight with me, how dare you-"

She slapped the table and stood up.

She was dressed in a famous brand.

Her jacket was black leather.

The metal rivets on her shoulders were very conspicuous.

Her arrogant eyes indeed made her more like a superstar.

This was completely different from the aura she had on stage as an innocent actor.

"I won't compete with you, but the child is mine..."

Christina knew the situation, but there were some things that she insisted on and could not agree on.

"Christina, what are you planning? Do you think you can continue to be with Patrick after giving birth to the child?"

Cecilia sneered and picked her cigarette in the crystal ashtray on the table with her right hand.

"Let me be honest with you. When your child is born, Patrick will kick you out of the Hopkins Family. And I will definitely abuse your child!" Her eyes were filled with malice.

Christina's expression flashed with mixed emotions when she heard this.

"You should know that Patrick dotes on me. No one in the media dares to report my bad news now,' Cecilia said, her tone growing more proud.

With a cold voice, she warned, "No one who goes against me will get any good results. Ted, who had gone against me, was sent to hospital with his leg broken. Christina, if you offend me, I will report to Patrick, and I will make your whole family suffer!"

Christina's right hand tightened slightly and stared at her.

"I'm going to keep this baby.I won't interfere with you and Patrick..."

She lowered her head slightly, her voice with suppressed humbleness.

Cecilia was his lover from the past.

Christina couldn't help but be humble and she never thought about competing with her.

As Cecilia saw that she insisted on keeping the baby, she immediately lost her patience.

She raised her face and saidina ferocious command.

"Don't you hear me! I told you to abort this f*cking kid!"

"If Patrick wants a child, I will give birth to him. Your child is nothing but a bastard..."

"Cecilia, what did you say?"

Christina raised her head, her eyes filled with anger.

"You can scold me with any words you want. Don't talk about my child. I'm not a pushover!"

"How dare you!" Cecilia yelled at her angrily.

"Christina, you are just a poor girl.I'm a famous movie star! How can you compete with me? Don't think you can fool Patrick by doing the plastic surgery. I'm his true love!"

"I did the plastic surgery?" Christina looked at Cecilia's face and sneered.

"Maria, this question is for yourself. Why did you do the plastic surgery to look like me?"

When Cecilia heard what Christina said, her eyes were stunned, and then she became angry.

"What did you say? Who is Maria? Don't talk nonsense!"

"Aren't you the daughter of the owner of the milk tea shop across from First High School of C City, Maria? Not only did you get plastic surgery, but you also hid your background from Patrick. You lied to him so many things..."

"Shut up!"

Cecilia roared as if she had been stimulated.

"Christina, I did plastic surgery, so what! Plastic surgery is a common thing for a star, and Patrick wouldn't mind if he knew about it!"

She glared at Christina grimly, who sat across her.

"You saw the photo in Patrick's pocket watch and did the plastic surgery as well, right? But I tell you, I have been with him for three years. What if you did the surgery? I'm the one that Patrick loves..."

He loved Cecilia.

This sentence, for some reason, was especially harsh to listen to.

With a bang, the door was forced open, and Christina looked up subconsciously, and then she was stunned. It was him...

"Miss Jones, we're not interested in who Patrick loves, but I'm taking Christina away!"

Before Christina could react, she was grabbed out of here by the man who strode in.

"Let go..."

Christina felt uncomfortable being dragged by him.

However, the man held her tightly until she was stuffed into the car and then released her.

Christina looked at him with an awkward expression.

"Why are you here?"

"Patrick, why do you come to C City?"

At this moment, in another car, Chandler was driving and looked suspiciously into the rearview mirror.

"Charles, how about you? What are you doing here?"

The Stephenson Family was in C City, but Chandler didn't think his two friends were just here for fun today.

"Patrick is here for his wife." Charles grinned.

As for him, on the other hand, he was joining the fun.

Patrick ignored them and looked out the window.

He looked like if he was thinking about something.

His right hand held his phone and he looked down at the screen from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone's calling.

"Christina always throws her phone around. She might not see your text and call..." Charles muttered.

Patrick looked up at him coldly.

Charles tensed up and quickly added, "I was just guessing."

Chandler, who was driving, looked at Patrick through the rearview mirror and noticed that his brows slightly frowned as if he was thinking about something.

"Christina went to the Dickens Family in C City ?"

They all knew that Christina had a bad relationship with the Dickens Family.

Patrick's face darkened when he heard "the Dickens Family."

"We went to the Dickens Family and the hospital before. She wasn't there. She didn't answer the phone.I don't know where she is now."

Charles said calmly and turned to Patrick.

"Do you want to send someone to find..."

"No need,"

Patrick said two words in a deep voice.

Chandler and Charles looked at each other, not knowing what Patrick was thinking, while Patrick leaned back against the seat and closed his eyes to rest.

"..To the First High School of C City."

When the car stopped at an intersection, Patrick suddenly spoke.

Chandler was stunned and turned the steering wheel quickly.

At the First High School of C City.

They all remembered that when Patrick came back from the United States six years ago, he had been a consultant lecturer at that high school for half a year.

That half-year...