Female Novel
Chapter 401
It was 5 am at dawn, the quietest time of the night.
Most of the rescued tourists were settled in the lobby, with many stretchers temporarily installed. More
than 30 guest rooms were given priority to the elderly and children. Water, electricity, and heating were
sufficient. They had hot soup, bread, desserts, and hot coffee. Some people cried and called their
families to tell them that they were safe.
They finally became hopeful at night. They were tired both physically and mentally so they closed their
eyes and rested. Those making a phone call gradually lowered their voice.
The whole villa quieted down.
Christina and Crystal were in the same room. After taking a hot bath and having something to eat,
Christina felt much better, but she lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
Crystal, who was sleeping soundly beside her, must be tired.
Christina got out of bed and walked out of the room gently.
She stood on the long corridor with thick carpets under her feet. The villa was furnished with exquisite
furniture, but it was so big that it made people feel lonely and even a little gloomy.novelbin
It was as magnificent and cold as the Hopkins family.
Christina walked down the corridor. There were several uniformed bodyguards standing outside the big
room at the end. She knew that Patrick was inside.
She hesitated whether to go in, but the bodyguard in front of the big room recognized her at a glance
and walked over to talk to her.
"Mr. Hopkins is inside."
She didn't expect that they would let her in so easily.
They opened the first heavy wooden door for her. Christina did not hesitate and walked straight in. This
room should be the main bedroom of the villa. There were many doors ahead, seeming solemn.
It was so quiet at night that as if any sound would be echoed. She subconsciously lowered her pace
and quieted down. When she reached the third door, a sudden shout came from inside.
"Kneel down!"
It seemed that it was an old man with a hoarse and solemn voice. "...Hurt with a steel knife... You
humiliated our family..."
Christina couldn't understand their language clearly. She guessed that an elder of the family was
lecturing the younger one.
Since they were negotiating inside, it was not appropriate for her to eavesdrop outside the door.
Patrick always had so much privacy and she was not interested in his business affairs. But thinking that
he had been deliberately hiding it from her and guarding against her, she was suddenly in a bad mood.
Her face darkened and she turned to leave.
At this moment, there were some sounds of fighting inside the room...
Then someone shouted for mercy, "I didn't mean to. Those lowlifes attacked me first. I didn't know..."
"I was wrong. Please forgive me."
"My mind was in a mess. I really didn't know that I was attacking you..."
It was Ray. He was explaining and shouting in a hurry excitedly.
"You attacked my wife."
The one who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke very coldly.
Christina stopped outside the door.
It was still tense in the room. "Who's your wife? I really didn't..."
"Miss Parker? I knew that Miss Parker's from the IP&G Group. I especially cared for her. I didn't..."
Ray denied eagerly. People inside the room seemed to have lost their patience so Ray was punched
and kicked. He hugged himself in pain and could not speak, begging for mercy and panting.
Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open from inside.
Christina was standing outside the door in a daze.
When people inside saw her, they frowned and became a little angry. For a moment, she didn't know
what to say. She looked at Patrick in the room, and he seemed surprised, too.
People inside had been in the business for decades. Seeing that Patrick did not speak, they
understood that she could be trusted so they just ignored her.
An elder in his 70's nodded at Patrick and said in a deep and hoarse voice, "We are all shocked by this
accident... My son, Ray, was not good at running a hotel leading to the tourists' injury. Combined with
his other crimes, I will deal with him strictly according to the law and will never tolerate..."
"Our family is deeply sorry for your injury..."
Then they left in an orderly manner.
Christina took a few steps back to make way for them and stood by the door. At the same time, she
clearly saw Ray, who was weak, being dragged out. His clothes were drenched in cold water and he
was stabbed several times in retaliation on his back, his blood was dripping...
Ray's miserable state of being nearly dead was a little shocking to her.
Inside, Patrick had obviously just undergone a paralysis operation and removed the steel knife from his
back. He was still wearing a hospital gown and sitting on the bed. His handsome face seemed tired and
haggard, but his eyes were fixed on her.
Christina looked at the bloodstains on the floor in a daze and did not look at him.
"Christina, why aren't you resting in your room so late?"
Charles was also in the room. He trotted to her and dragged her away. He whispered in her ear, "Stop
looking."
She subconsciously looked back. Patrick kept staring at her with mixed feelings. Then the door was
closed, a few cleaners hurried over to deal with the bloodstains on the floor.
"Why did you suddenly come to Patrick?" Charles dragged her away then let her go.
They were dealing with some private affairs inside. It was better for women not to watch such a violent
and bloody scene. Patrick certainly didn't want her to see these.
She knew why he was so anxious, so she said calmly, "I've seen it before."
Not long after they got married, Patrick once took her to a very remote basement for some reason. He
dealt with those disobedient men in front of her because he wanted her to know that it's best to obey, or
else she would end up miserable like them.
After that, she was really afraid of him.
"Do you want a cup of hot coffee?"
Charles walked side by side with her. He went to get two cups of hot coffee from the coffee machine in
the hall.
She took a sip. The hot coffee was bitter without sugar, but it was refreshing.
"Why did you ask for Patrick just now?" Charles drank the hot and bitter coffee in one gulp, feeling
refreshed. He thought that it was really tiring to run errands.
"Nothing. I just couldn't sleep, so I wanted to check his injury... Ray came for me at first. Even if a
stranger helped me, I had to care for him..."
She explained casually.
Charles turned to look at her and sneered. "You make it sound like you and Patrick are just strangers."
"I didn't ask him to save me." She tensed up, sounding stubborn.
"I told him to let go, but he didn't... He didn't listen to others' opinions whatever happened, and he didn't
want to discuss anything with me... He deserved it."
She felt that the coffee was so bitter that she couldn't help but curse.
Seeing that she was suddenly angry, Charles immediately nodded. "Sometimes I think he's too much,
too."
It was said that Christina was willful and had a bad temper, but she did not scold anyone when she was
provoked by Barbara. At most, she would sulk up and did not talk to others.
Charles found her angry look a little funny.
"Christina, you don't really hate Patrick, do you?"
There were many conflicts between the Dickens family and the Hopkins family, and Patrick hid her
child. Charles was a little worried that she would break up with Patrick directly.
Her face was filled with anger. She threw the coffee cup into the trash can with her right hand then
looked up and scolded, "What can I do? He hid my son. I told him that I just wanted to live a simple life.
He's always bothering me!"
Charles wondered, "Patrick's always bothering her?"
It was the first time he heard that Patrick was despised. He wondered if Patrick would really bother
anyone.
When Charles heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.