Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 279 

Christina felt that she was like a puppet that was manipulated by others.

The strings behind the scenes controlled her life.She hated this feeling.

No matter what Lucy asked her to do here, she just wanted to leave now.

She walked briskly towards the gate of the Golden.A Club.

Even if she kept looking straight ahead, she could feel the sudden increase in staff numbers here.

They looked at her strangely, and Christina hated this club even more.

As she passed the lobby, Christina clearly noticed the manager in front of the counter opening his mouth as if he wanted to say something to her.

but when she looked at him, the manager in uniform looked hesitant and immediately lowered his head.

Christina frowned and became nervous.

What happened to these people? She immediately remembered that when she came over, a staff reported to the club leader that the monitors were out of order, and there was suddenly no signal in this area.

Larry and his companions also left in a hurry.

The Golden.A club belonged to the Hopkins family, and she didn't want Lucy to destroy it.

She looked around but didn't find the club leader.

"Where's your leader?" She went to the counter and asked.

When the manager in the sapphire blue uniform saw Christina coming, a trace of fear flashed across his face.

Not daring to look straight at her, his eyes dodged and he lowered his head.He quickly pointed at the gate.

"He...He is out there."

Christina looked at him suspiciously for a while and didn't respond to him.

The waiters at both sides of the door immediately bowed respectfully and opened the glass door in front of her.

She strode out.

However, as soon as she stepped out of the club, she froze in shock when her eyes were occupied by a tall figure.

There was a dark gray Ferrari parked on the main road, of which headlights were dazzling.

Patrick suddenly appeared in front of her and she could not ignore him.

"Why are you here?" Patrick said in a low voice firstly with obvious displeasure.

Christina was familiar with that.

When Christina heard his voice, she suddenly came back to her senses.She had mixed feelings and looked away from him.

His eyes were dark and sharp.

Patrick took a big step and grabbed Christina's wrist with his right hand.

He asked coldly, "Christina, is here where you should come?"

"What do you want to say?"

She tried to push him away angrily, but he grabbed her tightly that she couldn't wrench herself from his grasp.

"What do I want to say?"

His face was gloomy.

Seeing her aqua-blue silk strapless dress and uncovering fair skin, Patrick's voice became even colder.

"I want to ask you, the Junior Mrs.Hopkins.You have dressed so attractively, which senior are you going to sleep with?"

"What are talking about? Patrick, don't disgust me!"

Christina knew that it was not appropriate for her to come to the club in an evening dress, but she was embarrassed to hear what he said. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

"You're not qualify to judge me, Patrick.As a husband, have you fulfilled your duty?"

Annoyed, she rushed forward and bit his right arm hard.

Patrick didn't expect her to bite him, and he let go of her in pain.

"I'm not interested in your private life! he loosed his hand with an indifferent expression, and warned her, "Christina, don't forget that it was you that refused to sign the divorce."

Hearing his words, Christina's anger vanished in an instant, and then her whole body tensed up and froze.She was numb and unable to refute.

The club leader at the entrance hesitated whether to step forward, and there were already many people waiting here.

They all heard clearly Patrick's humiliating words.

From the beginning to the end, Christina was the only one pestering.

She forced herself to raise her head so that her tears would not drop easily.

In front of the quiet club gate, the wind blowing in the dreary darkness was very cold.

"Young Master Hopkins, we ‘ve found out the reason why the monitors are malfunctioning..."

The club leader carefully stepped forward and whispered.

Finally, the club leader dared to speak, and his followers immediately stepped forward, pretending that nothing had happened just now, and reporting as usual.

"We found eight jammers around the club, which are not available on the market..." They were busy discussing.

Christina lowered her head and turned around.

She tried her best to be as invisible as possible and walked destructively out of their sight.She walked to a shady corner far from the street lamp and kept looking for lipstick, tissue, foundation, and cell phone in her bag...She was messing them up.

In fact, She wasn't looking for anything.She was embarrassed and wanted to hide the panic in her heart.

"Bastard" She cursed in a low voice.

She had plucked up all her courage and decided to go to the Gordon Hotel to look for him, but now she met him...

There was really no need to tell him.

There was no need to wait for him, for such a ruthless bastard.

"What the hell am I insisting on?" Her eyes were a little red for tears.

The night wind of early winter was bitterly cold.

Wearing the strapless dress, she was really embarrassed standing in such a quiet suburb in the middle of the night.

"Young Master Hopkins, it's not easy to taxi here," the club leader looked at the shade of the tree on the right from time to time and said meaningfully.

"And at night, it was colder in the suburbs than in the city, It’s easy to catch a cold standing outside."

Seeing that Patrick was also looking over there, the club leader carefully added, "Do you want me to find someone to drive her back?"

When Patrick stepped closer to the shade of the tree, a white Bentley was already waiting nearby.

With his deep eyes, Patrick stared at the man who opened the door for her and saw her naturally sitting in the passenger seat.

The club leader followed closely behind him with a surprised expression.

The white Bentley had taken her away...

"Young Master Hopkins, should I, should I chase after him?"

His voice was trembling nervously.

Patrick seemed not to hear it.He turned around and entered the club with indifference.

"Eric, why are you here?" The white Bentley drove smoothly.

Christina looked at the man in the car awkwardly.

She had overheard Larry's conversation before, and now she looked at him with suspicion.

Derek looked at her calmly and didn't care about her suspicion at all.

He continued to look ahead and told her calmly, "Crystal called me.She said you were missing,"

Christina suddenly remembered poor Crystal.

"I forgot there was no signal at Golden.A Club."

Feeling sorry, she quickly called Crystal back, but perhaps because Crystal was still in the noisy Gordon Hotel venue, no one answered the phone.

"Eric, I want to go to the Gordon Hotel."

Seeing Derek drive the car towards her apartment, Christina reminded him at once.However, Derek continued to drive along the same route.It was said that driving showed a person's character.It made sense exactly; calm Derek always drove the car at a steady speed.