"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.

on her shoulders,

have I told you not

hurt

rather proudly, adding, "I reacted quickly and immediately half crouched down

her and was so angry that she dared to show a smug

very

was angry but laughed out loud.He simply sat next to her and pulled her down on his lap.He put his left hand around her abdomen and raised his right hand to deliberately ruffle her hair on her

mess up

looks no different than

don't appreciate it.I'm obviously

not modest

and said nothing

little depressed and with her hair mussed on her forehead, Christina simply rubbed against his

attend his party today, trying to impress his

didn't

hairstyle, you have to

read a lot of articles about how men and women

remember to remind

Patrick was obliging.

punched him in the chest with

need me to remind you.'’ Patrick was punched

understand what a woman was

hard for him

He felt helpless.

every day.You don't have to dress

the bar and couldn't help but

tightly, raised

Barbara, a Fire Club staff said

chatted

who dares to

his question and put down the glass in

her face, she murmured, "I saw a figure that

Derek here at

think I have the

half a glass

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

those posts that are meaningless at

and Christina did not

by him, her face

pleased when

just needed to

suddenly

thing

at the

"That video..."

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