My billionaire husband spoils me too much

Chapter 857

"That's caused by the scraping board. What are you thinking?"

Seeing their flirtatious eyesight, Christina told the truth annoyingly.

Hickey on the back of her neck? They were so imaginative.

"So it's caused by scraping board." Charles and the others looked disappointed.

"I told you, this is not something like Patrick and Christina will do." May smiled and joked.

Christina glanced around threateningly and said, "You guys really should go to the pool and wash

yourselves. Your mind is full of dirty things."

On the top floor, there was a 20-square-meter round massage bathtub. With the blue light, smoke, and

light music, the atmosphere was very good, and it was comfortable to take a bath.

Hearing Christina's words, they were all afraid that Miss Dickens would really be angry and throw them

into the pool one by one, so they all shut up obediently.

The nightclub was very big, and just the top floor covered more than 500 square meters. They planned

to hold an engagement party here tomorrow.

"Henry, why is it so troublesome to have an engagement? Just hold a wedding party."

"Engagement is a tradition in my hometown. We will hold our wedding party six months later." Henry

smiled brightly and told everyone happily, "Actually, May and I have already registered at the Civil

Affairs Bureau."

So legally, they were already husband and wife.

"Congratulations."

Another handsome guy got married.

Patrick walked towards them with a small gift box in his hand.

Patrick had smeared some paint on his hair before, but Christina didn't know how to deal with it. She

just took a pair of scissors and cut his hair directly. Patrick had no objections and planned to ask his

stylist to fix it later.

Charles was in a complicated mood when he saw Patrick's "miserable situation" after marriage, and he

even felt some sympathy for Patrick for some reason.

"Congratulations."

Patrick said politely to Henry and handed him a simple gift box.

Henry was flattered and said, "Thank you." He quickly took the gift with both hands. He had heard a lot

of Patrick. Unlike Charles, Patrick's temperament and aura really made people feel the power of the

superior.

Chandler and Charles were so curious. It was rare that Patrick gave a gift in person. What was it?

It was not an expensive gift, just a bowl.

However, Henry's eyes widened. He took the crystal bowl and looked at it carefully. Then, he asked in

disbelief, "I thought the factory has closed. How can you find a same bowl?"

May saw it from afar and ran over in surprise. She picked up the crystal bowl and also took a close look

at it under the light. "It's really the same as the one I gave you."

Previously, Christina accidentally broke Henry's crystal bowl. She heard that it was the first gift that May

gave Henry when they were living a poor life in F Country. It meant a lot.

Patrick answered casually, "I gave all fragments to the manufacturer and asked them to rebuild one."

As long as Patrick wanted to, the broken mirror could be reunited. There was nothing he couldn't do.

"Thank you," Henry was really moved and thanked Patrick repeatedly, "Thank you. This bowl is really

important to me."

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Patrick knew very well how troublesome his wife was. It must be Christina's fault to break the bowl.

On the day of the engagement party, many people were invited to have some fun.

Chandler took his wife. Charles brought a new girlfriend and Rafael also came over. However, the most

eye-catching were Samba and White Tiger.

They were even more popular than May and Henry.

Some friends and May's relatives were extremely afraid that Samba and White Tiger would suddenly

go crazy. What the Hopkins family raised were indeed extraordinary. The engagement party began in

such a strange and tense atmosphere...

"Today, we are all very happy and honored to be able to attend this engagement party. According to

custom, I still have to ask if there are any objections and if anyone wants to come out and take our

bride away."

The atmosphere was cheerful.

Everyone shouted excitedly, "There must be some accidents, or this love will not be strong enough.

Which warrior dares to stand out now?"

Roar...

A majestic tiger roared.

Everyone's hair stood on end. Under the colorful lights, they saw Christina stroke the white tiger mildly

behind the stage.

Christina was wearing a blue fishtail dress with broken diamonds. The long hemline of the dress was

dragging along the ground and looked gorgeous. Coupled with her pretty face, Christina looked very

amazing.

However, Christina raised the corner of her lips slightly and stroked the big white tiger beside her,

which was obviously a threat and warning. (Whoever dares to cause trouble, I will let the white tiger

go.)

The emcee on the stage immediately stammered and announced, "It seems that there is no objection.

You may now exchange the rings. I wish you a long life together and be united forever."

Charles and others clapped unwillingly.

Before they had enough, they were all stopped by Christina.

Patrick sat beside the stage with his right elbow on the bar. He looked at Christina the whole time and

smiled slightly.

"All right, you can go and look for food with Samba now." Christina rubbed the white tiger's soft ears

with satisfaction and patted its big head, indicating that it could start eating.

With melodious music on, everyone leisurely spun onto the dance floor with their partners.

The couples whispered and waltzed happily.

Christina sat beside Patrick and watched them dance. "Do you want to join them?" Patrick asked. He

barely asked this kind of question.

"No." Christina said honestly, "I'm afraid that someone would step on the hem of my dress. I'll definitely

fall down."

Patrick smiled even more when he heard this.

The waltz music was happy and soft. The light above their head was warm. Patrick hugged Christina,

feeling so satisfied.

"Where do you want to hold our wedding party?"

Perhaps because of the atmosphere, Patrick's voice was much gentler today. He leaned his head

directly against Christina's shoulder and asked her.

"We've been married for years. Our son is almost two years old. Do we still need a wedding party?"

Christina ruined the atmosphere and asked Patrick. She was really not a romantic girl.

"Aren't you envious of their proposal and engagement party?"

Patrick thought that every woman cared about this. He had always wanted to hold a wedding party for

her, but he was too busy.

Later, he didn't want to let so many people see her in a wedding dress. He hoped that he could just

lock her in the room that no one else could see her.

Christina thought about it. There was no need for her to be envious and jealous of others. Patrick had

also proposed to her last time. She had always been easy to be satisfied.

"Patrick, when are you free? Let's go back to the island again. It's hard for Samba to find a partner

here. I'm a little worried about him..."

"No."

Patrick rejected Christina directly. Every time he asked her to bring up ideas, she would come up with

difficult problems.

They tried hard to escape from death on that island last time. It seemed that Christina had forgotten the

pain.

"I haven't finished yet. Isn't it cool to have a wedding on an island?"

"No."