My billionaire husband spoils me too much

Chapter 12

In the early morning, Fireworks Bar, the biggest and most luxurious bar in the city center, was bustling

with people from rich families, and some famous movie stars and models often came to play up to

them.

There were loud music and dim lights. Occasionally, bright colorful beams of light flashed across the

dance floor. Handsome men and beautiful women twisted their bodies to the rhythm of the music

and fully indulged themselves.

When a bright yellow light flashed across the bar’s VIP entrance, a man walked in slowly.

Under the bright light, his figure was tall and straight, his face was cold, and his thin lips were slightly

pursed, looking cold and

indifferent.

“Mr. Hopkins, please follow me…” The general manager of the bar waited at the entrance.

They entered the elevator and went straight to the top floor of the bar.

The bar on the top floor was much quieter,

different from the one downstairs, which was very noisy.

The bar occupied the entire top floor, and it was very spacious, simple and exquisite, with expensive oil

paintings hanging on the walls and antique vases and statues displayed in it.

At the end of the east side was a place for famous wine, and in front of it was a semi-circular bar

counter. There were usually no waiters and very few people could come here,

“Women are usually not allowed in here. I only take you here today because you have promised me

to straddle yourself over me

when we have sex…”

Suddenly there was a clink of glasses, followed by a man’s giggle.

“Mr. Shepherd, it’s agreed that I’m the

female lead in the new movie. Don’t forget it.”

The woman said coquettishly. Then she raised her glass to feed him with an ingratiating smile.

“But the director said you’re not a good actor. What should we do?”

“Mr. Shepherd, why don’t you ask them to leave first?”

The general manager of the bar walked over quickly and said something nervously to Charles

Charles was having a good time and glared at the general manager discontentedly.

On the dark green sofa across the bar, another man suddenly chuckled, “Charles, you’re going to die.”

“What?”

Seeing Chandler’s treacherous smile, Charles immediately raised his head vigilantly.

When he looked up at the man in front of him, Charles immediately pushed the woman away from him.

He jumped off the bar counter and pretended to be disgusted, “Get out, all of you!” Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing Charles’s attitude changed so quickly, the movie stars and models turned around and looked behind them, startled.

“Mr. Hopkins.” They could not hide their

adoration, and they called out coquettishly.

However, Patrick was expressionless and looked coldly at Charles.

Charles felt a shiver down his spine and was really desperate. All of his childhood friends knew that

Patrick hated women for some reason.

Charles hurriedly chased these women downstairs. He was relieved when he saw that see that

Patrick was not angry

“Patrick, I heard that your grandfather forced you to get married today.”

Chandler poured Patrick a glass of red wine and asked with a faint smile.

Before Patrick could say anything, Charles was the first to get excited, “What?! Patrick are you

married?”

Mr. Shepherd didn’t believe it. Even if Mr. Hopkins forced him, it was basically useless. How could

Patrick be so filial?

“Patrick, what’s so special about that woman?”

Patrick didn’t want to talk to Charles and he

said in a low voice, “Where’s my pocket watch?”

Just as Charles was about to return the pocket watch he had found to Patrick, he suddenly

remembered something and he was shocked.

“Patrick, do you marry…” Charles shook the exquisite gold pocket watch in his hand.

“Don’t tell me that you married the woman who bit you, stole your coat and pawned your pocket watch

last month?”

Charles heard that when Patrick had just

returned from the United States, he had gone to a club to rest and had sex with a woman. That day,

Charles almost couldn’t believe it. Patrick is a woman-hater. How could he had sex with a strange

woman the day he returned home? That’s insane!

Nonetheless, Charles also heard that the woman was so audacious that she even dared to bite

Patrick, rob him of his coat, and gave the pocket watch, which Patrick had always cherished to a taxi driver for travel

expenses.

Charles thought that the woman would probably die.

However, Patrick married her!

“Patrick, why do you agree to marry her?” Charles was curious about who that sister-in-law was.

Patrick ignored him and stood up from the sofa, reaching for his pocket watch.

Chandler looked at the pocket watch in Patrick’s hand with a thoughtful expression.

“Patrick, Christina looks familiar.” Chandler suddenly blurted out something.

Patrick took a sip from his glass and held his

watch tightly, but did not answer.

Chandler looked at the pocket watch in his hand. They all knew that there was a picture of Cecilia,

Patrick’s ex-girlfriend, in his pocket watch.

Christina really looked like Cecilia, who was already dead...