My billionaire husband spoils me too much

"Well, I gotta go."

Suddenly someone called Crystal, and she stood up before finishing her lunch.

With a bitter smile on her face, she said, "I had to ask for leave to deal with my personal affairs. I'm afraid that Sabrina would complain to the manager and I get fired because of my mom making a scene in my company.”

So Christina also stood up. "Then let's go together.”

She had heart Crystal's mom's harsh words. She sounded like a debt collector.

"Crystal, call me if you need anything. If your mother asks you for money, I can lend it to you..." "Thank you, but I'll handle it myself."

Crystal shrugged. "I know my mom well. I did have earned some money but I spent it all at once for a down payment on an apartment. I don't have any money to give her now.”

"It's good to have your apartment.” Christina thought she was smart.

"My salary only allows me to pay by installment. But I'm happy to have my own apartment. If my mother and my stepfather get into a fight in the future, she can live with me.” Crystal had a clear mind

Christina chuckled.

She knew that although Crystal was annoyed by her mother, she was filial.

They walked towards the counter together. "Let me pay the bill.” Christina then took out her card from her bag.

Crystal didn't refuse. They were good friends, and they often treated each other to meals.

But Crystal thought of something. "By the way, how's your aunt going? Is she better now?" Christina's aunt had once been a rich lady, and she hadn't known how to do housework at all. But her heart attack cost her a lot of money. So Christina spent most of her time working part-time when she was at college, as diligent as those poor students.

"My aunt is much better now."

Crystal teased her. "Your rich husband treats your family well.” She could tell from Christina's clothes that her husband must be rich.

But Christina's expression froze when she heard that. She explained in a hurry, "No, I paid my aunt's medical bills with the money of my granddad's legacy... He, well, I don't want to use his money." "Why are you so uneasy?" Crystal noticed her strange expression and then asked, "Are you not getting well with your husband? You seem not to be close.”

Christina lowered her head and did not answer.

Not close.

How could she and Patrick be like an ordinary couple...

Old Master promised to help her aunt find a suitable source of heart and in the Hopkins she... Well, she shouldn't think too much.

Crystal could tell that she was in a bad mood so she changed the topic. "Why do you have to wait until you graduate from college to get the heritage? Why are rich families so complicated?" Christina looked a little embarrassed. "Because I did something that made my grandfather angry.” Actually, her grandfather exploded with rage.

Because she refused to follow his order...

"I remember that your grandfather cared about you very much. What on earth have you done..." Crystal was curious. But the phone in her pocket rang again.

"Christina, I have to go. My Mom's calling again.”

Crystal then waved at her and rushed out.

Christina shouted behind her, "Call me if you need anything.”

"Got it. I'll take care of it." She heard Crystal's vague reply.

Christina felt pity for Crystal. But her life was in a mess too.

"How much is it?"

She looked at the electronic clock on the wall of the restaurant. The driver of the Hopkins would come to pick her up later, so she hurried to pay the bill.

"Miss, your bill has been paid.” The waitress told her with a smile.

Christina was confused. "What?"

The waitress looked at the No.2 glass door of the restaurant with a blush. "Ten minutes ago, a handsome man came in to pay your bill."

'Who?'

"Is he wearing a black suit and a dark purple shirt...” Christina immediately thought about Patrick. But the waitress shook her head. "No."

"... He has beautiful blue eyes.”

“Blue eyes.’

Christina's expression changed, and out of instinct, she quickly walked towards the No.2 glass door. She stood at the door, looking around anxiously...

Blue eyes... Would it be him?

All of a sudden, a familiar figure appeared in her vision. Her eyes widened and she quickly crossed the street.

"Eric..." She called out to the crowd.

He was far away from her, and her voice was drowned in the bustling cars and pedestrians.

"Young Madam!"

The driver was here to pick her up, but he saw her trying to cross the street disregarding the red light. So he hurried to stop the car beside her and shouted.

Christina stopped when she saw the car that suddenly appeared.

"Young Madam, you can't cross the road now.”

"Oh, I'll pay attention next time.”

Her mind was in a mess. The figure had gone.

"Is it him?" She really wanted to know.

Christina got into the car which drove steadily towards the Hopkins. She felt complicated. She hadn't seen Eric for many years, so she wasn't sure whether it was him.

"If it's really him, why didn't he say hello to me..." She looked at the scenery outside the window, her face gloomy. She had mixed feelings.

Where had he been during these years?

Was he still angry...

When the car arrived in Hopkins Family, Christina was still lost in her thoughts of the past.

"Young Madam." Nanny Faang walked towards her.

"Have you had lunch?"

"Yes," Christina replied. She wanted to go back to her room to clear her mind. "I'll go to grandpa at dinner. I'll go back to the bedroom now..."

"Young Madam, please wait a minute."

Christina looked back at her. "What's the matter?”

Nanny Faang smiled and said, "Young Master Patrick had rushed home twenty minutes ago. As soon as he came back, he asked where you were..."

Christina's expression froze when she heard that.

"What did he ask me for?" She had texted him.

"I don't know." The smile on Nanny Faang's face was gentle. She paused and then chuckled. "I don't think he had something urgent to ask for you. I guess he just missed you."

'He just missed you.’

"Oh," Christina replied calmly, but her cheeks were flushed.