Female Novel
Chapter 378
He was so pure. Christina was touched, "I won't do it."
Geoffrey was six years old, but he was sensible due to his mother. Erica disliked him after giving birth
to him. Although he was a child, he knew it.
"I saw the brothers. If you don't want them, they will be sad. Keep them please."
Christina didn't want to be emotional. She turned on the TV.
"I like to see dummy elephants, crocodiles, pythons, leopards. The owls I saw last time are also
interesting."
Christina watched TV and shared her thoughts, "I hate lions the most. The male lion with a beard is so
lazy. The lionesses go hunting but he does nothing. He is a scumbag."
Geoffrey stole a glance at her. He found that Christina was careful whatever she did. Her eyes
brightened even when she watched the animals on TV.
Geoffrey didn't watch many documentaries, but he felt that Christina was right. He said, "I hate male
lions too."
It snowed heavily outside the hotel. They sat on the bed next to each other to watch TV with the soft
lights on. It was harmonious.
In the information era, everyone was busy with work. After work, they played with their phones. It was
rare that they chatted with each other face to face.
"I haven't watched documentaries with others for a long time. Crystal said it was boring."
Geoffrey looked up at her and asked, "Didn't Uncle Hopkins watch TV with you?"
Christina stared at the giant crocodile and shook her head expressionlessly.
Geoffrey knew that Patrick was busy.
Christina subconsciously looked through the contact list. She suddenly remembered Derek. When she
was young, she didn't sit close to anyone except Derek.
"Who's the Sleeping Beauty?"
Geoffrey leaned over and saw it on the top of the list.
"Eric."
Christina told him directly and sent a message to "Sleeping Beauty", "Eric, your uncle is looking for you.
Where are you?"
Although Geoffrey was young, he knew about the apps. It seemed that Christina was familiar with him.
"Will this person watch the documentary with you?" Geoffrey asked her inexplicably.
"Yes. I was accompanied when I was young."
She forced Derek, who didn't dare to resist when he was young.
"Is this a man?" Geoffrey was curious about him.
"Yes."
"Is he willing to accompany you now?" Geoffrey was serious.
Christina thought for a moment and was sure, "Yes."
Suddenly, they heard a bang outside.
Christina immediately got out of bed and looked out the window. Geoffrey followed her nervously.
It was early morning. It was dark without any stars. Four exquisite ice swans were put a hundred
meters ahead of the hotel gate. They looked elegant and lively in the colorful lights.
Christina was in the high-rise suite. It was a little far away and she couldn't see the weather outside
clearly.
She looked there with the faint colorful lights. It seemed that an ice swan was smashed by an
advertisement sign, which was blown by the wind, and its neck was broken.
It meant that the snow was heavier than she had imagined.
The fixed metal signs were blown down. If a person was hit by it, he or she would be seriously injured.
Christina was serious. She was in the room with a heater and it was warm inside, but it was snowy
outside. She touched the window and found that it was cold.
The snow was much heavier than the daytime. She was worried about how to leave.
It was 6 o'clock in the morning in the Hopkins's home.
According to the rules of their family, everyone sat together for breakfast as usual.
Patrick was having spaghetti. He ate slowly with a knife and fork in his hands. He was absent-minded
and cut his finger with the knife.
The butler found that his finger was bleeding. He immediately asked a servant to get some medicine.
"You're useless."
Senior Mr. Hopkins glared at him and scolded him.
It was just a small wound and Patrick didn't take it seriously. He put down his knife and fork. He had no
appetite, so he stood up to leave.
The butler was anxious. He believed that Patrick should disinfect the wound with a disinfection wetnovelbin
tissue.
Patrick was tolerant of those who cared about him. He took the tissue and wiped the wound casually.
Judy, his mother, didn't look at him and kept having breakfast elegantly.
Patrick looked at the tissue with blood. He felt uneasy. He frowned and thought of something else.
"Patrick." Brianna called him timidly. She was concerned about him.
"It is a small wound."
He came back to his senses and looked at Brianna. He was patient with his introverted sister.
Patrick strode back to the study. He didn't want to go to the company these days.
"If you miss her, apologize to her."
Senior Mr. Hopkins yelled at him angrily, "You are always absent-minded. Compared with being
scolded by her, it is worse that she meets a handsome guy and forgets about you at abroad. Idiot!"
The other people at the table were quiet and the servants looked serious.
Patrick glanced at his grandfather. He didn't say anything and went to the study.
Patrick didn't like to waste time on the Internet. But the people in his home found that he surfed the
Internet as long as he was free recently.
It was strange.
It should be around 12 o'clock in the morning where Christina was.
When Patrick returned to the study, he browsed the Internet immediately. Christina posted that she
watched a documentary with somebody.
She was up so late.
Patrick called Charles before. Although Charles was unreliable and hung up quickly, Patrick was
worried that Charles said that Christina didn't want to see him.
He was humble once it was about her.
Patrick looked at his phone and was annoyed.
He was angry that he was arrogant and hesitant.
His finger was bleeding. He casually picked up the tissue on the table and pressed it. It stopped
bleeding slowly.
Patrick was sensitive to the smell and he smelled the faint blood.
He had a bad premonition.
He picked up the phone and called Christina without hesitation.
Her phone rang for a moment and the signal was gone.
Beep, beep, beep...
He couldn't get through.