My billionaire husband spoils me too much

Chapter 66

Christina and the others left immediately after finishing the discharge procedures.

As soon as they got out of the elevator, they heard a loud noise coming from the hospital lobby.

A large group of reporters was blocking the entrance of the hospital. The cameras and flashlights were

all on a woman. The security guards of the hospital were trying to keep order, but the reporters were in

a hurry to interview her and ignored the guards. For a moment, the lobby was congested.

"Miss Jones, someone caught you in a photo that night. Your clothes were in a mess. What exactly

happened? Did Todd and the others do something to you..."

The urgent questioning kept going.

The explosion at the abandoned factory in the north of the city last night was too late for the PR to deal

with and had already been widely reported by the media.

Todd and the others were arrested, and the kidnap was uncovered. Moreover, the scene of Cecilia

getting into the ambulance in an awkward state last night was taken.

After all, Cecilia was a public figure and a female star, so her disheveled image was easy to draw

people's imagination, and some irresponsible media made some exaggerated guesses.

"I wasn't raped!" Cecilia retorted excitedly in a shrill voice.

The world was so cruel that netizens nowadays just gossip without sympathizing with people's

misfortune.

Many people poked their heads and looked curiously at the door, including Christina. She looked at

Cecilia, who looked pale and anxious, helplessly shouting at a group of reporters.

Christina glanced sideways at the man next to her. Patrick's face was cold.

"The two brothers from the Preston Family kidnapped you and blew up the abandoned chemical plant

to retaliate against IP&G Group, and Miss Jones, were you kidnapped because of your relationship

with Mr. Hopkins..."

"Did Mr. Hopkins, or people from IP&G Group send someone to visit you..."

Compared to a female star who was suspected of being violated, the media preferred to spread the

news about the big corporation, especially related to the Hopkins Family and Patrick...

"Patrick!"

A reporter seemed to have discovered something and suddenly shouted excitedly.

When the others heard the name, they all looked in the direction in surprise.

Even Cecilia and her manager were shocked. In an instant, the noisy hospital lobby fell silent.

"Did Patrick come to pick up Cecilia from the hospital himself?" A reporter asked his colleagues in a

low voice.

"I don't know..."

Compared to the previous clamor, the group of reporters now appeared cautious.

Christina felt a little uncomfortable when she saw so many eyes looking this way.

For some unknown reason, the man next to her stepped forward and covered half of her face.

"Take her to leave first."

Cecilia said in a low voice to Charles.

Christina was not surprised to hear him say that, thinking that Patrick might see his Miss Jones too

pitiful and helpless so he decided to help her.

Charles did not leave immediately but looked at Cecilia's side.

Charles was the boss of the company, and Cecilia was his employee. This time, a car had been

arranged to pick Cecilia up, but he didn't expect this woman was discharged early.

"Cecilia will be picked up in ten minutes. Patrick, you don't have to..." Charles's voice was no longer

joking, but a little more disgusted.

For stars, they must attract the attention of the public from now and then, whether it was a good thing

or a bad thing. Only the frequent appearance in front of the camera could make people remember them

in order to maintain their status.

"Take her out of here!"

Patrick's voice was clearly a little more imposing.

Christina reached out to tug at the corner of Charles's shirt, implying to him with her eyes that they

should leave quickly.

"Christina, are you so fond of giving up your man to another woman? Can you be tough, or at least

fight for yourself!"

How dare Charles say no? In the end, he had to follow Patrick's order and take Christina to the back

door of the hospital.

Christina's face was numb as she silently listened to Charles scold her.

'Fight for myself?'

If it was for something else, she would never hesitate to go forward, doing her best to fight for, but...

It was Patrick, forget it.

"Is Patrick looking for Cecilia?" Christina turned her head and asked curiously.

Because just now, she saw Patrick walk in another direction.

"Patrick didn't come to pick her up from the hospital..."

"It looks like Cecilia was really given up by Patrick... Maybe it was because someone else touched

Cecilia the night she was kidnapped, and she lost her virginity..."

The reporters in the main lobby of the hospital were discussing in low voices.

Cecilia, who had already walked out of the hospital, held her LV's latest white handbag tightly, and her Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

bright orange nails were deeply embedded with a few pinches.

The reporters no longer seemed to be interested in her. The manager led her out, and at this moment,

both of them looked very pathetic.

Originally, they wanted to use this incident to hype up.

A vague explanation would allow Cecilia and Patrick to be related, but...

Cecilia couldn't help but turn around and look at the hospital waiting room. At that moment, she saw

clearly that Patrick was deliberately blocking Christina with his body. He didn't want her to be gossiped

about by the media. He kept hiding her.

Who was the substitute?

Cecilia burst into laughter and laughed at herself.

So this was the case...

He was nice to her, just to make her wife jealous.

Then he said, it didn't work.

"It doesn't work..." She muttered in a low voice, but she was still thinking about that fascinatingly

handsome face.

Because it didn't work, because Christina was completely indifferent to those rumors, so she was

worthless for it.

So he stopped protecting her and didn't even look at her.

Working in this filthy industry, she knew what reality was. However, every woman had a princess's

dream that they wanted a prince to protect them. She used to think she was the lucky dog.

But no, those indulgences belonged to another woman.

"Patrick, I really love you." She looked straight ahead, her vision gradually blurring.

He was extremely deep, ruthless, and could only measure everything by its value ruthlessly, never

taking a woman to heart, but she loved him.

But from this man's point of view, her love was so cheap that he couldn't take it seriously.

'So many women adored you, and you look down on them arrogantly, but...'

"Does Christina know your tricks? Does she know your plans? If she knows..." Cecilia's heaving chest

was full of thoughts, and she looked angry and unwilling.

"She will definitely run away. She won't stay for you. She won't love you as I do!" It was like venting.

Her suppressed voice and growling were unable to conceal the jealousy in her eyes.

'Patrick, the woman you love would never love you.'

'Because she was forced!'

She was very dissatisfied and unwilling to give up, but at this moment, she just wanted to curse and let

everyone be unfortunate together.

The manager next to her saw the unwillingness in her eyes and reminded her in a cold voice, "Cecilia,

if you want to continue your career in the entertainment industry, you have to find another backer..."

Looking for another backer?

Cecilia thought of her future and quickly calmed down, feeling even angrier.

Because of her ambiguous relationship with Patrick before, even if it was no longer related now, those

people were very cautious about her.

"Cecilia, let's go. Stop looking over there..."

When the manager saw the company's vehicle approaching, she dragged her to the side of the road.

Cecilia was dragged along, and her eyes were still fixed on the two extraordinary men in the waiting

room of the hospital. Suddenly, she thought of something.

She lowered her voice and said, "Anne, I think I've found a backer..."

When the manager heard her, she was a little surprised and followed her gaze.

In the waiting room of the hospital, it was Patrick and Cory.

"Cory?"

It was obvious that Cory was here to pick up Christina from the hospital, but Patrick let Charles take her

away first. Cory didn't even have a chance to see Christina and say a word.

"She's my wife."

Patrick looked straight at his cousin, his voice cold and deep, reminding him word by word.

"Cousin, there's no need for you to be overly concerned about my wife."

"I just..." Cory paused, his face grim and sore. He looked at the man in front of him and retorted with

gritted teeth, "I just care about her as a friend."

"Just as a friend?" Patrick chuckled.

Cory was angry, "What about you? You married Christina. Do you dare to say that you are innocent?

Are you hiding something from her?"

"And you don't know her. Otherwise, the person who saved her that night, why haven't you found out all

these days..."