"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 shoulders, and pressed

many times have I told

hurt my

and immediately half crouched down and propped myself up on the

at her and was so angry that

you're very

her down on his lap.He put his

don't mess

no different

don't appreciate it.I'm

was not modest at

and said nothing

with her hair mussed on her forehead, Christina simply rubbed

party

people didn't

if your wife changes her clothes and hairstyle, you have to praise her, or I have the right

of articles

to remind

Patrick was obliging.

Christina punched him in the chest

me to remind you.'’ Patrick was punched by her,

understand what a woman was

was hard for him

He felt helpless.

every day.You don't have to

of red wine from the bar and couldn't help but look over at

lips tightly, raised

Barbara, a Fire Club staff said you were running

curiously chatted with

you chasing someone who dares to

his question and put down the glass in her

saw a figure that looked

mean you see Derek

have

filled Barbara with half a glass

picked it up and took another big gulp, feeling a little

read those

and Christina did not hear

her face bulging with

a little pleased when he

demon girl just needed

suddenly remembered something

is one thing I want to

from the chair at the bar with

"That video..."

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