Female Novel
Chapter 376
It's snowing.
Christina watched the snowflakes falling from the boundless sky. The magnificent buildings of the six-novelbin
star hotel on the top of Sankt Moritz mountain were like a castle in a fairy tale world, which were
beautiful.
She looked at the large ski area on the right. Many tourists, especially couples, were excitedly taking
pictures. And some were having snowball fights. Crystal, whose cheeks were rosy, was busy pushing
the snowman. Chandler behind her mocked her for being childish but still helped her push it.
Charles, who was on her left, had just answered a phone call. She didn't know who called him. Charles
looked strange. He was nervous while answering the phone, but after hanging up, he looked smug.
Seeing that everyone was happy and cheerful, Christina moved up the corner of her lips and smiled
gently.
She looked up at the snow in the sky and was lost in her thought.
Christina noticed that someone was pointing the camera at her. She looked at it calmly. The person
holding the camera was a tourist from Italy, who was probably a photographer. He smiled warmly at her
and said in English that she was beautiful.
"NO, NO, NO!"
A small figure ran over in a hurry. Geoffrey was very dissatisfied with the foreigner. He scared the
foreigner away by saying, "Don't take pictures!"
Geoffrey looked sullen. Although the foreigner did not understand what Geoffrey was saying, he
probably felt the little guy's dissatisfaction. He smiled at Christina and waved goodbye.
Christina had no objection to being taken a photo. She found that Geoffrey seemed to like following her
very much recently. Seeing what he had done just now, she thought the little guy seemed to be quite
imposing.
"Aren't you going to make a snowman?" She said while pointing at Chandler and Crystal.
Geoffrey curled his lips and said, "It's so boring. No."
"Mrs. Hopkins, here you are."
He took a thick scarf and reached out his hands high to hand it to Christina.
These scarves were from the hotel. The temperature had dropped a lot since last night. The service in
the hotel was very good and many things to keep warm were placed in the lobby of the hotel.
Christina squatted down and said, "I'm not cold." Then she wrapped the scarf around Geoffrey's little
neck. With her clumsy hands, she found the scarf was too long and difficult to wrap around.
Geoffrey seemed a little nervous. "I'm a boy. I'm not afraid of the cold."
Squatting down and wrapping a scarf around him, Christina looked earnest, with her eyes focused and
clear. She wore a bright-red woolen coat today. With her fair skin and long black hair, Geoffrey thought
that Mrs. Hopkins was the most beautiful there.
"This is the only way I can wrap it for you. I'm not good at taking care of others."
Christina looked at Geoffrey's scarf which was wrapped in an ugly way and sighed. She really didn't
know how to wrap it. Compared to Crystal, she was really not good at taking care of people.
"Mrs. Hopkins, you don't need to take care of me. I can take care of myself." Geoffrey said it directly,
with his little eyes shining brightly and his childish and innocent voice, "I really like being with you."
A child's confession sounded more like dependence.
Christina was shocked for a moment and said frankly, "I don't deserve your love."
"You can always be happy when you're alone. I want to be with you, and then I'm happy too." Geoffrey
tried to explain to her.
Maybe the logic of a child's thought was a little difficult to understand. Christina just smiled, and she
didn't understand.
After staying in the snow for a while, her fingers were already red, and the weather was getting colder
and colder.
She led Geoffrey by the hand back to the hotel.
She turned to look at the increasing snow outside the door, frowned slightly, went straight to the hotel
receptionist and asked, "If the snow becomes heavier, will it seal the mountain passses?"
The receptionist smiled and said "Mrs. Hopkins, don't worry. Our hotel has the best response measure.
It's common to have a few heavy falls of snow every winter."
It was noon, but the sky outside began to turn gray.
The wind was blowing increasingly stronger, the snow getting heavier, and visibility was getting lower
and lower. People at the ski resort gradually rushed back to the hotel to keep warm.
Another tourist also came to the receptionist and worriedly said. "Yesterday, the weather station
reported that there might be a snowstorm in this region in the next few days. If there is a snowstorm,
we will be isolated here and unable to contact the outside world..."
Hearing it, people in the hotel lobby also became nervous.
"You guys must have rarely traveled outside. It's normal to encounter some unexpected weather
conditions. Why are you so nervous here? How ignorant you are!"
A strong man shouted rudely, "Don't go out on a trip if you're so afraid of death. Go home and hide.
What a shame ."
People began to think that this was a six-star hotel and its services and safety management were good
enough; there were enough supplies and food to keep them warm, thus a heavy fall of snow was
nothing to worry about.
The tourists all returned to their rooms. Christina stood still, looking at the snow outside the glass door.
"Mrs. Hopkins, are you afraid?" Geoffrey shook her hands.
She looked down at the little guy. Unlike Crystal, she was not good at taking care of people, but she
would try her best. No matter what happened, she would try her best to solve any problems.
"You must follow me before you go down the mountain."
Christina held his little hand tightly and went to look for Charles and Chandler.
Geoffrey didn't understand why Christina looked so worried. He looked up and gazed at her. He
thought that although Mrs. Hopkins didn't like to laugh and coax people like other women, her
seriousness about everything made him not able to move his eyes from her.
"I need to get back to the head office as soon as possible..."
When Christina walked past the elevator, she bumped into a woman in front of her. Then they looked at
each other. She was surprised that the woman was Barbara.
"Christina, Geoffrey." Barbara was also surprised to meet acquaintances in this foreign country.
"Miss Parker."
Of course, Geoffrey knew Barbara, who was the best friend of his mother Erica. He had seen her many
times since he was a child, so he called her politely.
Barbara smiled at him and touched his little head.
She turned to look at Christina with mixed feelings and pretended to ask casually, "Is Patrick coming
with you?"
Christina did not answer. Geoffrey answered excitedly, "Mr. Hopkins is not here."
Barbara seemed preoccupied when she heard this.
"I was about to go back to the company two days ago, but the clients here are difficult to deal with, so I
have to be here until now..." She was chatting as if she had met Christina as an old friend.
Christina knew nothing about her company. She didn't show any emotions and only said, "Well."
People who didn't know Christina would always think that she was cold and alienated.
Barbara seemed to suddenly think of something interesting. She smiled and said, "Actually, there's one
thing I've always wanted to ask you."
Christina still didn't say anything and looked at her confusedly.
Barbara turned up the corners of her mouth more and asked naturally, "Christina, you're not a very
outgoing person, and Patrick is also quiet and doesn't like talking much. How do you get along with
each other since you're both quiet?"
"I rarely communicate with him," Christina answered honestly.