"Mr.Hopkins, you're coming..."

The door to the top floor of Fire Club was opened, and a man walked in slowly.

Ignoring the flattering voices around him, he raised his eyes and looked around, and walked directly to the semicircular bar on the east side.

"Patrick, is Grandpa coming with the other shareholders?"

As soon as Barbara turned around, she saw the man walking toward her and asked with a smile.

"Grandpa doesn't like bars" Patrick replied faintly.

Before the words were out of his mouth, he suddenly frowned and lowered his voice.

"What happened to your hand?"

Patrick stared fixedly at Christina's hand.

But Christina immediately hid her hands behind her back.

"What's going on?"

How could Patrick let her go so easily? He looked at the woman with dark eyes and grabbed her right hand, which was wrapped in white gauze.

"Nothing.”

Christina did not want to explain and tried to withdrew her hand, but Patrick clasped her wrist.

"Her palms are a little bruised," Charles said innocently.

He had known that Patrick would blame him, so he took a sip from his glass and did not forget to emphasize, "Christina hurt herself"

Patrick deliberately pressed his finger on the wound.

Christina strained her face as stinging pain came from the wound and her brow furrowed a little, which made Patrick even more irritated.

"I've told you this morning to wait and I would send someone to pick you up.You didn't listen to me."

"It's because of me.’' Barbara smiled awkwardly and she wasn't expected that Patrick would become angry so easily.

"Patrick, don't blame Christina.She was holding me up, so her palm hit the fire-sensitive metal buckle on the floor..."

"I'd love to."

Christina, not knowing what mood she was in, darkened her face and muttered.

It means that her injury had nothing to do with him, nor did she need Barbara to intercede for her.

"Christina!"

Patrick's face was a little gloomy.

down, put his hands on her

said angrily, "How many times have I told you not to

hurt

that she was pregnant and raised her head rather proudly, adding, "I reacted quickly and immediately half crouched down and propped myself up on

so angry that

very

lap.He put his left hand around her abdomen and

mess up

looks no different

it.I'm

was not modest

and said nothing

on her forehead,

a haircut to attend his party today, trying to impress

didn't dare to

and hairstyle, you have to praise her,

a lot of articles

to

Patrick was obliging.

punched him in the

need me to remind you.'’ Patrick was punched by

a woman was thinking

was hard for him to

He felt helpless.

same every day.You don't have

a glass of red wine from the bar and

lips tightly, raised her glass, and drank it

way, Barbara, a Fire Club staff

curiously chatted with

chasing someone who dares

was stunned by his question and put down

her face, she murmured, "I saw a figure that looked like him

you see Derek

think I have the

bartender filled Barbara with half a

took another big gulp, feeling

online and read those posts that are meaningless

did not hear

him, her face bulging with anger

when he

needed to be dealt

suddenly remembered something

thing I

chair at the bar with a

"That video..."

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