In the dimly lit bedroom, her trembling hands slammed on the wall switch, turning on all the headlights.

In an instant, the room was as bright as day.Christina's face turned pale, and she stared at the door in shock.

It was gone.

The dark shadow at the door was gone.

The bright lights around her eased her nerves a little.

She took a deep breath and pinched her thigh with great force.

It hurt, which at least ensured that she wasn't dreaming.

"Is it because I got shocked after falling into the water in the afternoon?"

So was it just an illusion? She got up from the bed and sat on the edge of it.

She was bemused and a little disturbed.

"Nanny Faang, I'm hungry.Get someone to bring me dinner.Hurry up!"

She couldn't care too much, just wanted to ask for a few more people over to build up her courage, pressing the service bell and, with some panic, urging Nanny Faang on the other side.

Nanny Faang had been taking care of her for more than half a year.

It was the first time for her to rush to eat.

She brought two maids with her and rushed over with three dishes and a soup that she had just cooked.

"Young madam, there are still three dishes being cooked.Eat slowly..."

Nanny Faang quickly knocked on the door and walked in, setting up the cutlery for her to eat.

But Nanny Faang found that Christina was sitting on the small sofa with no appetite at all.

"Don't you like these dishes?"

Nanny Faang was stunned for a moment and asked in puzzlement.

Now that the whole the Hopkinses knew about her bad habit of being picky about food, their Young Master Patrick never said a word about it, because the Hopkinses could afford to feed her, no matter how picky she was.

As long as it did not affect the health of the fetus, even Old Master Mr.

Hopkins had no problem with it.

"Then I'll go and ask the cook to cook something else."

Nanny Faang thought for a moment and then turned around to walk out.

"Don't go."

tugged at

rare for her to

expression, Nanny Faang

a pity that Young Master Patrick can't see

special hobby, which was her attachment

to these jokes.She lowered her

frowned

you don't look well.Did you catch a cold

"It could be."

a low voice.She didn't know what was wrong, but her whole body

Clang, clang, clang 

the bedside

stiffly to look at

had never been afraid of anything since she

child, and people in the Dickens Family really couldn't

made her suffer from

huddling on the sofa and looked

was as if she had been

you have a

Christina didn't answer her.

struggled whether she should

full of strange and weird things, and she

Young Master Patrick who sent you a

phone from the bedside

Christina glanced at it.

from Patrick's cell phone

Inexplicably, Christina calmed down.

"Why did he text

Nanny Faang chuckled.

would be scared so

Young Master Patrick failed to scare her by

a bowl of soup for her and put it on

her to calm down after drinking the hot soup, Christina frowned, put down

"Go out now?"

at her phone again and said, "Yes, going out now.Patrick asked me to go to Gordon Hotel now.He said he would

afternoon,

Larry in the message he sent to her on his cell phone, and it

man Larry scolded Patrick for no

a little strange.No matter what grudge Patrick had with Larry, he would never let her get

now.It might be urgent.Nanny Faang, get the

stopped thinking about

her to be there, of course, she would offer her

Madam, the

driver something and walked with her through the

was blowing hard, messing up their clothes and splashing them in

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