My billionaire husband spoils me too much

Chapter 75

"We can't get through Young Master..."

"There must be something important for Patrick to do in America. We'll discuss it when he comes

back."

In the lobby of the Hampton Family, the immediate relatives all spoke politely and did not dare to jump

to conclusions. After all, what Cory had said had something to do with the young master of the Hopkins

Family.

Patrick framed Cory?

No one dared to comment on the matter until it was cleared up.

Everyone sat upright. Mr. Hopkins looked solemn. His bleared eyes were deep in thought. His right

hand held the crutch tightly as if his anger was about to erupt at any moment. The others were

trembling, glancing over at Christina with suspicion from time to time.

"Let's go."

The others thought that Mr. Hopkins was going to lose his temper, but he leaned on his walking stick

and sat up from his chair. Their heart skipped a beat.

This meant that it was not suitable to mention this matter for the time being. Everyone was smart.

Seeing Mr. Hopkins's attitude, they were all ready to leave.

Christina walked out of the Hampton Family with the old man on her right side.

She put on a straight face. She was thinking about something.

She remembered she had broken into Patrick's study and flipped through some documents...

Cory just mentioned that he was framed in a rape case six years ago... It was Patrick who had it done.

"Carrie, you can't blame Cory for canceling the wedding today. You're so vicious, you had told so many

lies to us, and may have plotted something else. How dare you dream of marrying into the Hampton

Family!" Laurie's voice came faintly from the lobby of the Hampton Family's.

"Mrs. Hampton, I just lost my head for the moment..."

Carrie cried with tears all over her face. "I admit that I can't have children because of my physical

problems. That's why..."

As she spoke, she turned to the angry, cold man and pleaded, "Cory, I was in love with you. I really

loved you. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you, but I was afraid that you would despise me for

not being able to give birth, so I secretly hid the used condom..."

"Stop it!" Cory snapped at her impatiently.

When he thought of these things, he could not calm down.

Seeing how ruthless he was to her, Carrie became anxious, raised her voice, and shouted, "Cory,

believe me, I really didn't know you were framed at that time. I only guessed later that it had something

to do with Patrick. I really didn't think about setting you up..."

"Believe you?"

Cory muttered in a deep voice. He lowered his head and did not want to look at her again.

Somehow, he felt very tired. He had been fooled by Patrick. What could he do? The die was cast.

Laurie also felt that his son was too aggrieved and angrily promised, "Patrick has gone too far. Cory,

don't worry. I promise you that I'll get even with him for this even if it would cost my life!"

Cory looked sullen, his handsome face much more haggard. He did not want to hear the noise of

Carrie and his mother anymore. He ran out in a huff.

Carrie looked at his angry figure and sobbed because she was really afraid of being abandoned by

him. Lifting the white gown, she quickly chased after him.

"Cory, don't go. Listen to me, listen to me..." She shouted as she ran.

Her voice disgusted Cory and made him want to leave even faster.

All of a sudden, at a corner outside the door...

"Ah--"

Carrie screamed in horror.

It was already sunset, and the farce of the wedding took most of the day. Around six in the afternoon,

the sky was dark and the air was cold.

"Cory! Cory, run away!" Laurie who was following him shouted, her voice breaking up with fear.

Cory instinctively raised his head. Less than five meters ahead, a large red truck carrying construction

steel rushed straight at him.

It was obvious that the driver of the truck was also stunned. He had been driving smoothly and did not

expect that someone would run out of the corner. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

The driver was in a panic. He was so flustered that he did not know whether he stepped on the

accelerator or the brake.

The relatives who were about to leave were shocked to see the scene.

The heavy truck in front of them with at least 20 tons of steel rushed straight to Cory...

"Cory!" He heard a clear voice shouting.

The next second, the truck roared past.

It was too late for the driver to hit the brakes at the last moment.

The screeching sound of the brakes echoed in the quiet dusk, and the truck ran for a long distance

before stopping.

"Cory, Cory, are you all right? How are you feeling?"

Laurie was incoherent with fear and ran over there with trembling legs.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness, God bless him..." Laurie almost burst into tears when she saw Cory

fall to the side of the road without being mutilated.

"Are you okay?"

It was the same clear voice. Christina looked at the man below her awkwardly. Cory was stunned as if

he had not recovered from the thrilling scene.

"Cory!" Carrie and the others ran over anxiously.

"Get out of here!"

Laurie looked at Carrie with hatred in her eyes and pushed her away. "See, how dare you say that you

love my son? You only stand there at the crucial moment. You're the closest to Cory. Why can't you

help him like Christina? He was almost hit by that truck!"

In fact, none of them had ever thought that Christina would react so quickly and jump at him to save

him.

The suspicion in everyone's heart was even stronger. If Patrick didn't stir up trouble, they were actually

a loving couple.

"Christina, we gotta go."

Mr. Hopkins, who was already sitting in the left seat in the car, suddenly shouted in a deep voice.

Christina pretended not to see those piercing eyes and quickly got up from Cory.

It was impossible for her to watch Cory hit by the truck. She had the ability to save him, so she must

save him.

Suddenly, Cory reached out and grabbed her wrist tightly.

Christina looked at him. It was not very bright, but her eyes widened slightly in surprise, looking into

Cory's red eyes.

He seemed to have a lot to say to her, and his expression was painful.

"I'm going back to the Hopkins House."

Christina looked away from him and said in a faint voice.

Cory's expression froze. When he heard the words "Hopkins House," he bit his lip. "Why did this

happen?"

"Why did this happen?"

He seemed to have lost control.

He growled, angrily but also helplessly, seeming to give up on himself. He flipped over and punched

the rough concrete floor with his fists. Bruises were seen on his knuckles.

That manic mood filled his blood and nerves. He was shouting that he was mortified!

Christina stood by and looked at him in shock as he was so decadent and self-destructive.

She had known him for so long, and this was the first time she had seen Cory struggling like this. He

seemed to be in pain. He was fooled, but he couldn't do anything.

Laurie looked at his son, her heart aching. She couldn't hold back her tears and quickly helped him up.

Carrie stood still. She wanted to go forward, but she didn't dare.

Christina lowered her head and walked quickly back to the car. Mr. Hopkins signaled the driver and the

car immediately started to leave.

The car was a little quiet and depressing. Mr. Hopkins was in a bad mood, and Christina looked at the

window, silent.

"Mr. Hopkins, actually I just..." Christina looked out the window at the streetlights that were already on

one by one and suddenly spoke.

She rushed to save him because she could. It had nothing to do with love.

"Christina, figure out who you really like." Mr. Hopkins interrupted her in a deep voice.

His words made Christina look down, her eyes gloomy...