My billionaire husband spoils me too much

Chapter 88

"You've been reading her WhatsApp Moments!"

The woman rushed forward angrily and snatched the phone from the man sitting on the sofa.

"Carrie, give my phone back!" Cory immediately stood up and glared at her.

"Christina is your cousin's wife, and she's pregnant with Patrick's child. You should face the reality."

Carrie yelled at him angrily.

"It's none of your business!"

Cory stepped forward and snatched back his phone. He glared at the woman in front of him with a grim

face. "Get out of here now, Carrie. You don't have the right to stay in the Hampton Family!"

Cory was resentful of what she had done.

Carrie felt guilty, but she raised her voice, "Indeed, I've done something wrong in the past, but we've

already gotten the marriage certificates. You're my husband, and shouldn't you take care of me? ..."

"Stop making me sick. Get out of here now!"

She had conspired with Patrick to plot him, and he was furious.

Carrie had been pestering him all these days. She thought Cory would forgive herself in a while, but he

was still cold and stern after half a month.

"Cory, are you really... really going to have a fight with me? I have Dickens Family as my backup!" She

was so angry and she threatened him.

Cory sneered, "Dickens Family?"

"How dare you mention the Dickens Family? You're shameless. What's your relationship with Donald?

Even Christina never mentions him. Donald is just your brother-in-law."

He hated everything about her.

"My sister said that if you dare to divorce me, the Dickens Family would not let you go!" Carrie was

infuriated by his words.

Indeed, their wedding was canceled, but the two of them had already received the marriage

certificates, which meant that they were legally married. Carrie knew that no man would like a divorced

woman, so she tried her best to pester him. She had to be the Young Madam of the Hampton Family.

"Oh, you think you can rely on the Dickens Family?"

Cory scoffed, "Carrie, go back and ask your sister if your family group is about to change its name...

The Hopkins Group is your backup, but they know very well that the Dickens Family had displeased

Patrick, and Donald can't even protect himself. How dare you to threaten me with the Dickens Family?"

Cory's face was also very sullen. He almost squeezed the name 'Patrick' out of his gnashing teeth.

Crystal had called Christina many times during these days. So her phone kept ringing.

After dinner, she stayed in her bedroom and was reading some posts about pregnancy on a forum.

Her phone was ringing again. She thought it was Crystal who was calling her, but it was Mrs. Dickens.

"Christina, how are you doing? Is Patrick good to you?"

Christina had a bad feeling when she heard that this snobbish old lady suddenly cared about her.

"We're just like other couples. We're good."

"That's good, you should be good to each other like other couples. When you sleep at night, you should

chat more to improve your relationship..."

Christina felt that something was wrong. She asked directly, "What happened?"

Mrs. Dickens didn't waste time on preliminaries. She hurriedly said in a commanding tone.

"Christina, tell Patrick that Dickens Family really had nothing to do with the shoddy steel plates used for

the bridge project last month. It was all your George's fault. He was too greedy. Please explain to

Patrick. Dickens Family should be implicated..."

Christina was startled. She thought of the bloody scene in the basement. Patrick had specially taken

her there.

"I can do nothing about his business." She replied in a complicated tone.

"What are you talking about!"

Mrs. Dickens scolded her with anger, "If something happens to your father, you will have a hard time.

Dickens Family relies on Hopkins Group for almost everything, and you must help the Dickens Family."

After that, the phone was directly hung up.

They just regarded her as a tool. She really wanted to cut off their relationship! She was annoyed.

However, she put her phone back on the table and sat quietly on the sofa, thinking about it.

Patrick supported the Dickens Family, but he could destroy the Dickens Family at any time. Christina

didn't think he would really do that. He seemed to be threatening the Dickens Family.

"No wonder those people didn't dare to offend him..." Because they were involved.

Everyone in the business circle knew that they should never be Patrick's enemy...

"What are you doing?"

She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't notice the door was opened. Patrick suddenly

appeared in front of her.

Christina looked at him and instinctively tensed up. "No, nothing."

"I'm reading some posts on a parent-child forum..." She turned her head away to avoid his eyes and

made an excuse in a hurry.

"Posts?" Patrick was still standing in front of her and said in an ambiguous tone.

"This is the forum. Many pregnant women share their experiences." She said in a serious tone.

Christina spoke a little fast and turned the laptop screen towards him as if to prove that she was not

lying.

"They said that when they were pregnant, their husbands must control themselves and they may cheat

on them... Then they shared some experiences about how to help their husbands..."

"They said a male masturbator would help," Christina said with a serious expression.

She raised her head and was confused. "Patrick, what's the masturbator?"

Patrick's grim expression froze.

"You shouldn't look at the computer screen for a long while since you're pregnant. Go to bed and rest." Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

He lowered his voice and changed the subject.

Christina didn't mention that again. She quickly turned off the computer, went to the bathroom to wash

up, and went to bed.

Patrick went to the bathroom in the study to take a shower. After he came out, he went back to his desk

to deal with the documents.

However, he seemed a little absent-minded.

He could feel that she was afraid of him.

"Is it because that last time..." He turned to look at the dark night outside the window. He had forced

her to go to the basement and scared her.

Upset, he walked out of the study and went back to the bedroom to rest.

The woman on the bed was fast asleep.

She didn't get him into trouble recently. Patrick lifted the quilt and slept beside her.

He put his arms around her waist and held her gently in his arms. Christina did not resist. She seemed

to have gotten used to it. Her face rubbed against his chest.

Patrick noticed her movements, and his heart was filled with strange emotions.

He gently caressed her long, silky hair. "Afraid of me?" He muttered in a low voice.

He held her even tighter and his thin lips pressed against her ears.

"Christina, if you're really afraid of me, then don't upset me." His voice was low and deep. He seemed

to be warning her, but his voice was helpless.