My billionaire husband spoils me too much

Chapter 144

"This is the new medicine just sent from Seattle. Young Master Patrick needs to take it for a month Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

before the operation..."

It was a cloudless day. The early summer breeze was refreshing and comforting, but the old man in the

pavilion looked upset and fretful.

The old housekeeper's right hand carried a small paper bag printed with a hospital logo. Inside the bag

was a carefully packed brown medicine bottle. He hurried over here. Halfway through his talking, he

looked around and found Patrick was not there.

Looking at the old man in front of him, he gave a wry smile, "Young Master Patrick has returned to the

company?"

Yesterday was Dragon Boat Festival, and today happened to be Sunday. Patrick and Christina got up

early. After finishing breakfast with the old man, Young Master Patrick even played chess with the old

man, which was rare. It seemed that Christina also went out, wasn't it?

"... He accompanied his wife to the sanatorium in North of the City."

Old Master Mr. Hopkins looked at the half-finished chess play and said angrily, "I really didn't know that

this skunk also knew filial piety. Hmph... You can just give the medicine to his wife."

When the old housekeeper heard this, he was startled. Then he laughed, "Young Master Patrick should

also go to the sanatorium in North of the City. Christina is even more fond of this aunt Betty than of the

Dickens Family. He went to see this elder personally. Young Master Patrick is really considerate."

Old Master Mr. Hopkins seemed to have been irritated by something and immediately became furious.

He roared out in anger, "Can he not be considerate? I just ignored his wife for a few days, and he

actually asked me not to make things difficult for her. He was afraid that I would scare Christina..."

Old Master Mr. Hopkins grabbed his crutch and walked slowly to the lotus pond, cursing, "Unfilial child!"

"What a fool! He only married this woman for half a year... Just like the dog he had when he was a

child. He was still silly like before."

However, the old man did not show much anger on his face when scolding him. Instead, he stared at

the blooming lotus, deep in his own thoughts.

"Young Master Patrick has been partial to people who were close to him since he was young..."

Thinking of the past, the housekeeper couldn't help laughing out loud. In the past, even though Patrick

had a puppy, he wouldn't let anyone else touch it. Even his dog was not allowed to touch, let alone his

wife.

"This skunk Patrick seems to be very happy recently?" Old Master Mr. Hopkins said casually.

Before the housekeeper said anything, the old man simply put his crutch aside. His thick and old hands

held the railing tightly and leaned forward. He bent down like an old naughty child, reaching out to the

lotus in the pool.

"It would not be the same as before if you fall in the lotus pond." The housekeeper immediately stepped

forward nervously and warned.

"You also think I'm old and useless?"

The old man straightened up slightly, turned his head to glance at his old companion, and smiled

reluctantly. "Rong, I'm old, and I'm going to leave first after all. But the child in my family happens to be

worrying..."

The housekeeper looked also sad. He wanted to say something to comfort Old Master Mr. Hopkins,

who, however, also knew that his grandson was not stupid enough to play with his life. This grandson

should be very clear about his own illness.

"The thing I asked you to check last time... Since that skunk doesn't want me to know about it, you

don't have to look into it anymore."

The housekeeper was surprised to hear that, "Old Master, Young Master Patrick went to work in C City

as an assistant six years ago, and at first check, his car accident with Derek was closely related, and

Christina..."

"As long as Christina gives birth to the child and acts properly as the Young lady of the Hopkinses... As

long as there are no surprising issues, I can let bygones be bygones."

This old voice echoed in this quiet lotus pond, echoing a sense of vague uneasiness...

"Patrick, you're very finicky."

At this time, the black sports car was speeding steadily on the highway, and the woman in the car was

unwilling to fasten her seat belt. She felt uncomfortable with it and complained.

"I heard from the housekeeper that you used to have a dog. When you took it out for a walk, and

people came over to touch it. You proudly say that it was your dog..."