Spoil My Errant Wife

In fact, Christina was also a little curious.She could not help but raise her eyebrows and turned to Senior Mr.Hopkins.

Coincidentally, Senior Mr.Hopkins was also looking at her.

He said two words in a hoarse voice, "The Dickens family.' 

Christina's expression changed and she said quickly, "Why did you invite them..."

She complained.

After all, she was a member of the Dickens family.She didn't dare to say anything about the basic etiquette.

So she wouldn't deny Senior Mr.Hopkins's arrangement.

"Your aunt will be here today.’' Patrick reminded her in a low voice.

It was obvious that he had already known the Dickens family was invited.

"My aunt."

Christina changed from dissatisfaction to surprise.

"Is my aunt really here today? Didn't you say you couldn't get in touch with her before? How is she now? Will she come with other people of the Dickens family..."

Christina grabbed Patrick's arm excitedly and asked.

Looking at her happy expression, Patrick felt a little jealous although he knew that the woman named Betty Eisenhower was very important to her.

"Your aunt has been living in your previous apartment since she was discharged from the hospital.She's recovered and looking good."

Chandler knew Betty well.

Seeing that Christina was so excited, he smiled and told her some news.

Christina had kept calling Betty, but the treatment center only said that Betty's operation was successful and that she was discharged from the hospital.

her and wanted to go out to look for her, but was

in the chest and said angrily, "Since my aunt was in the apartment, why didn't you tell me? Why did you say that you

feel pain, and kept

man was really

over, don't be so stiff.Why do you show such a gloomy

what those people in the Dickens family

family, because it was

known for her elegance and

Mr.Hopkins had heard of Betty many

"Sure."

was a

learn from your

wanted to grab an apple and hit

outside the main house,

Senior Mr.Hopkins said.

was stunned for a moment, then immediately got up and ran

allow her

main house, there was a

that

of the middle-aged man in front of her with both hands, "Donald Dickens, you, how

Christina was the first

of the

Betty's face was purple.

away and turned to walk closer to

at her

much better after the

looked very healthy, but her

not because she was sick, but because she was depressed

"Slap!"

hand and slapped Christina hard, making her left