My billionaire husband spoils me too much

Chapter 745

Chapter 745

The tipsy woman muttered to herself, “I didn’t mean to help Raphael. Although he is my brother, neither

of us has an interest in resuming our relationship.”

“I didn’t tell Patrick. Not because I was lying to him, but because he didn’t ask me. If he had asked, I

would have told him the truth. So, I didn’t lie to him.” Christina resorted to sophistry.

With that, she leaned against the bar and fell asleep. Unlike Crystal, when Christina was drunk, she

would be sleepy and usually wouldn’t even bother to speak.

Drunk people always caused trouble.

It would be even more troublesome if the drunk person was a woman.

Patrick was afraid that she would have a morning after headache when she woke up the next day, so

he spent more than an hour coaxing her to take a few sips of strong tea which could help to dispel the

effects of alcohol.

He took off his suit jacket and put it over her shoulders. Then he carried her into the car and went

home.

He could take advantage of the drunk woman. But looking at Christina, who was sleeping peacefully,

Patrick felt that he would be guilty if he turned into a sex beast.

He had no choice but to take a cold shower to cool himself down.

It was a long night for Patrick. To make things worse, he had to get up in the middle of the night and

tuck Christina in. Otherwise, she would kick the covers off and catch a cold tomorrow.

His drunk wife acted like a child with the assumption that justice was on her side.

In the Hopkins family, Patrick usually drank in moderation, and he had a hollow leg, so it was almost

impossible for him to be drunk. Christina, on the contrary, never held her liquor very well.

Therefore, Patrick had to uncomplainingly serve his wife’s hands and feet.

At the rush of the Christmas season, housewives needed to make purchases, while office workers

were busy with their sales performance and meetings.

After coming back from the deserted island, Patrick had been resting at home for nearly a month.

He was not sick as the outsiders had speculated. Instead, he was full of energy. During the six months

on the island, he realized that nothing was more important than spending time with his family, so he

seldom cared about his work now.

However, this morning, there was a major shareholder meeting in the IP&G group, which Patrick had to

attend to prove that he was not dead.

His fair skin had been tanned. Although he had been staying at home recently, his skin was still dark,

hence making him look tough.

“What are you starting to be judgy about your man?”

Christina, who had planned to sleep late, was dragged out of bed by Patrick. She wondered if he hated

to see her lying so comfortably while he was supposed to work.

“You’re tanned. I think people will be surprised when they see you at the company.”

Christina reached out and touched his chin. When they returned, Patrick was scruffy. Because of the

limited conditions on the island, his beard was untrimmed. “Patrick, will you consider growing a beard?”

“Growing a beard?” Patrick seemed to have a casual attitude toward that. He pulled her towards him

and rubbed his face against hers. “Do you like this?”

Christina was tickled and felt uncomfortable. Her skin was so delicate that Patrick left some red marks

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“Don’t! Don’t!” She quickly pushed him away.

“Shave me.”

Patrick handed her a razor. He was so old-fashioned that he refused to use electric shavers and

insisted on using a hand-operated one.

Christina found that his lazy face had the power to offend as well as entertain. “I’ve never used it. I

might cut you. Get an electric razor and do it yourself.”

“Shave, or I’ll continue to prickle you.”

Patrick stared at her with perfect assurance.

Christina was accustomed to his temper and knew he would be as good as his word. Plus, shaving was

not rocket science, so she compromised. “You’re too tall. Squat down.” Then Christina lathered his face

and started.

Patrick was very cooperative.

But even though she had been careful, she still nicked him.

“Skill comes from practice ”

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Patrick said lightly

“What? Do you still want me to shave off your beard? Aren’t you afraid that I’ll slash your face?”

Patrick took a suit from the closet and got fully dressed. He turned to her with a serious look in his eyes

while knotting the tie. “No. I’m already married. I don’t need to make an effort on my appearance.”

“Do you care about my appearance?” Patrick felt jealous every time he thought of Derek.

Just as Christina was about to answer him, Patrick said peremptorily, “Whatever! We’re married and

have kids.”

“I’ll bring home the bacon. You go back to bed and wait for me to come back. Don’t run around.” Patrick

pressed Christina back onto the king-size bed and deliberately wound the thick quilts around her.

Christina managed to crawl out and gave the childish man a sour look. “I’m going out today.”

“Where are you going?” Patrick looked over his shoulder on her way to the door.

Every time Christina went out, she had to report her schedule in detail.

“Christmas is coming up soon. I’m going out to buy some toys for my sons. I was away for such a long

time that our ties are loosening. I asked Lucy to…”

Before she could finish speaking, Patrick played the part of the heavy father. “Don’t spoil him!”

“We should spend more quality time with him.”

“Well, if you insist. But don’t forget that you also have a husband.”

“But there’re special people responsible for your daily necessities and clothes.”

Christina wanted to retort, but seeing Patrick’s gloomy look, she put up a smiling face to please the

man that paid the bills. “There’s a shop nearby that sells snazzy ties. I’ll buy one for you.”

Patrick went to work with a small glow of satisfaction.

At 9: 30, Lucy arrived on time. She teased Christina, “You typify the bored housewife.”

Lucy believed that housewives all led a humdrum existence.

Therefore, she decided never to walk down the aisle.

Lucy was received with great cordiality by Nanny Faang. Hearing Lucy’s words, Nanny Faang

immediately felt worried that Miss Lucy would lead Christina astray.

Marriage was complicated and every family had its own hard nut to crack. Lucy shouldn’t have taken it

to extremes.

Christina answered earnestly, “Yes, without economic independence, women would easily be thrown

into an unfavorable situation. I always want to make money by myself.”

“But I don’t know what I can do. Didn’t I tell you before that I wanted to open a grillroom and sell the

specialties of the Island? But you said what I cooked was inedible