Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 34: Cold and Distant Attitude 

Patrick had been very busy these days.

Christina heard he went to New York on business.

Christina enjoyed the big bed when Patrick was abroad.

However, Mr.Hopkins wanted her not to be so lazy.

He also specifically told Patrick that no matter how busy he was, he had to come back on Sunday to ‘have the class’.

She thought Patrick would ignore Old Master, but she didn't expect him to agree to return before Sunday.

"Maybe he wants to come back to see his Miss Jones."

Christina flipped through the entertainment magazines expressionlessly.

Cecilia was so popular now that she could see her advertisement everywhere.

It was all thanks to Patrick.

"Cecilia, you've been on the popular search list ever since the kiss mark thing.Today, your fans are over ten million, and the advertisers are making an appointment..."

Anne, the manager, walked into the dressing room excitedly.

Halfway through, she asked, "Cecilia, what's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"

The woman in front of the dressing table had completely lost her delicate demeanor.

She looked angry and turned around to scold the makeup artist behind her.

"Get out!"

There were only the two of them left in the dressing room.

The manager, Anne, thought for a while and asked, "Has Mr.Hopkins not come to see you since you jumped into the lake last time?"

Hearing this, Cecilia's face became increasingly sullen.

Anne guessed suspiciously, "Mr.Hopkins didn't stay with you that day? Mr.Shepherd and I saw you two lying in bed..."

"Stop saying!" Cecilia looked angry.

"Don't be so angry.Even if Mr.Hopkins didn't stay for the night, at least he came over immediately when he heard the news that you jumped into the lake.He was still concerned about you...’ The manager comforted her slowly.

"Anne, do you know that I'm especially worried about that Christina..."

Cecilia said through clenched teeth.

"Christina? The second married woman who got pregnant and married into Hopkins Family?"

The manager was stunned for a moment and then sneered.

"Cecilia, you don't have to worry at all.That woman is just your substitute.Think about it.You've disappeared for three years, and there are no other women around Mr.Hopkins.He only thought of her as you that night because he missed you so much.To be honest, I think that Christina is rather pathetic."

"No!"

Cecilia quickly retorted with suppressed uneasiness in her eyes, "Anne, you don't know..."

Cecilia's expression became a little complicated and she hesitated to say, "I, I used to be with Patrick, but we, we never had sex."

"What?!"

How could this be possible? The manager was shocked.

"I'm especially worried right now.This Christina is pregnant.If they fall in love with each other, Patrick will forget about me.Without Patrick, how am I going to continue my career..."

Cecilia's face was full of unwillingness, and when she mentioned Christina's pregnancy, there was a fit of undisguised jealousy in her eyes.

Why could Christina be so lucky and get pregnant? If she was the one who was pregnant, she would have been the young madam of the Hopkins Family! The manager patted her on the shoulder and comforted her.

"Mr.Hopkins thought you were dead, so she got the chance.I heard that they just had the marriage license.Even the wedding was canceled by Mr.Hopkins himself.After giving birth to the baby, she will have no use..." She paused and smiled.

"You're not the same.You two used to be lovers, and now everyone respects you.Mr.Hopkins is your backer.He makes you so popular now.It's all because he dotes on you..." Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

When Cecilia heard this, her beautiful eyebrows raised with pride.

Indeed, her career was at its peak and no one dared to offend her.

"That's true, but I still don't like that Christina.Anne, find a chance to remind her who the real madam of the Hopkins Family is!"

Cecilia glared at herself in the mirror with a sinister look.

Christina's face was similar to hers, and she was always uneasy.

On Sunday, Patrick really came back from New York.

"Patrick, are you tired?"

Christina and he had just come out of the classroom and Christina asked him.

Patrick got off the plane at seven in the morning and accompanied her to the ‘class’ at eight.

He didn't even have time to rest, and there was some tiredness between his brows.

However, when he heard Christina beside him asking if he was tired, he paused and looked at her suspiciously.

"What are you looking at?"

Christina was a little uncomfortable with his deep gaze.

Patrick immediately turned his head and did not answer.

‘‘Does she care about me? Does that count?’’ Christina thought he was very strange.

She guessed that he was probably under the pressure of Mr.Hopkins to accompany her to the ‘class’.

"Patrick, let's go to the opposite square and sit for a while before we go back."

She spoke softly, her eyes fixed on his tired face.

She wanted him to sit down and rest for a while before driving back.

Patrick nodded an agreement.

The two of them walked side by side into the square.

Christina picked out a stone chair under the shade of a tree and sat down.

Patrick sat beside her.

The spring festival had already passed half a month, today was 14th. Tomorrow would be the 15th of the first lunar month, so there were big red lanterns hanging around.

Christina saw a vendor selling cute lanterns across the street and she shook Patrick's arm excitedly.

"Patrick, will the lantern festival be held in Hopkins Family tomorrow? Will you hang lanterns?"

With a smile on her face, she asked, "Are we going to have sweet dumplings tomorrow night?"

But when Patrick heard this, his face immediately became gloomy.

It was as if the lantern festival was a taboo that could not be said...

Christina also noticed the change in his mood.

"What's wrong with you?" She didn't understand.

His expression seemed to have a complex...hatred.

Patrick didn't answer her, but Christina wanted to know.

Just as she was about to ask, a new message came from her cell phone.

"Who is this?"

Patrick casually saw the screen of her cell phone, but suddenly his eyes turned cold and his voice sounded displeased.

Christina was opening the new message on WhatsApp and was about to tell him.

But Patrick thought of some bad memories and thought she was guilty and refused to tell him.

He was even more eager.

"Who is this? Brother Charlie? Christina.Don't forget, you're married now!"

His cold tone was tinged with a warning."It's Charles.’

Christina looked up and retorted angrily.

Patrick's grim face froze when he heard the name.

He turned to the other side and said in a strange voice, "Sure.” He said softly.

He had misunderstood her.

Christina did not care much about this, but Patrick seemed to have suffered some irritation just now.

"Patrick, I just said the lantern festival .." She said again.

"Christina, what's your WhatsApp ID?"

Patrick seemed unwilling to answer her, and he changed the subject coldly.

When it came to Christina's WhatsApp, she was very displeased.

"Charles is an asshole.He actually tells me that my WhatsApp nickname is lame..""

She complained bitterly and handed him her phone.

Patrick looked at the ‘Invincible Tina’ WhatsApp nickname and paused for a moment before raising a light smile.

Christina clearly saw him smiling, lowered her eyes, and began to wonder if her name was really too lame.

"Hey, Patrick, what do you think of my nickname?"

She approached him and asked.

Patrick raised his eyebrows and saw her nervous face.He reached out and rubbed her head.

"Very good."

He said those two words calmly.

Inexplicably, Christina looked into his smiling eyes, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.

When he smiled, he was so handsome.

"Are you blushing?"

Patrick suddenly frowned and reached out to poke her forehead.

His expression was a little serious.

"Do you catch a cold?" Christina was embarrassed.

"No!"

She raised her voice and pointed at the convenience store across the street, feeling a little uneasy.

"Patrick, buy me a bottle of water.I'm thirsty.”

Patrick looked at her for a while, then stood up and walked towards the convenience store across the street.

Christina was still sitting on the stone chair under the shade of a tree, watching handsome Patrick buy water for her, and her heart beat a little faster for no reason.

She reached out her hands to hold her red cheeks and quickly cooled herself down, lest he suspected that she had caught a cold.

It was really dangerous to be with such a handsome guy all day...

"Miss Dickens..."

All of a sudden, a car stopped behind her and a woman stuck her head out of the window and shouted at Christina.

It was her...

Christina didn't have to look back and she could recognize the voice.

It was Cecilia, the big star who had recently become popular.

"Miss Dickens, can you do me a favor?"

Cecilia shouted at her again.

Christina was a little confused.

She called Christina Miss Dickens, not Mrs.Hopkins.

It seemed that she did it on purpose.

But this was Miss Jones, the person who Patrick liked, and Christina didn't want to offend her.

She got up from her chair and walked towards the white Bentley.

"What do you want?" She asked indifferently.

Cecilia was sitting in the car, wearing a stunning outfit and smiling.

"Miss Dickens, Patrick, and I spent the night at my place a while ago and he forgot his tie.I didn’t get a chance to return it to him.If you don't mind, can you give it to him for him..."

They spent the night together and he left his tie.

Christina's face turned a little pale when she heard this.

"Ah, Okay” Christina looked at Cecilia in the car, inexplicably feeling a sense of inferiority.

Cecilia saw Christina's lowly appearance.

Her lips curled up in arrogance.

Pretending to look around in the car, she looked up and said embarrassingly, "Oh, I've been so busy lately.The tie seems to have been left in the lounge..."

"In that case, I'll return it to Patrick myself next time.Miss Dickens, sorry.”

The smile on Cecilia's face deepened with a hint of pride.

Christina stood by the side of the road and watched Cecilia's car away...

"What are you doing standing here?"

Patrick bought some water and walked up to her and asked.

Christina unconsciously took a step back and took the water from his hand.

"Thank you."

Patrick narrowed his eyes and sensed her cold and distant attitude towards him.