Female Novel
Chapter 473
Christina walked out of the hospital gate angrily. She would rather take a taxi herself than share the
same car with Patrick. The driver asked, "Where are you going?" At that time, Christina held a strong
impulse to run away from home.
Patrick's car followed them all the way. The taxi driver looked back from time to time, feeling that they
seemed to be followed. He was a little nervous and subconsciously drove faster.
"Lady, do you know the car behind us?" The driver asked doubtfully.
Christina kept a straight face and did not answer.
When the taxi stopped at the Hopkins family gate, Christina quickly got off and kicked the floor with
obvious anger. The Hopkins family guard immediately opened the door for her respectfully, said,
"Junior Mrs. Hopkins, you're back."
Christina even did not give them a look and strode in with a dark face.
The guard was in a blank. Christina had never been so arrogant.
Then a car came back. It was their Young Master Hopkins's car.
"Mr. Hopkins, do you want to drive in?" The guard hurried over.
Patrick sat firmly in the driver's seat, looking at the distant back with deep eyes until it disappeared.
Finally, Patrick backed the car, turned around, and drove out again.
The taxi driver, who was parked by the side, was gossiping in his heart. He looked up at the wall of the
luxury villa and sighed, "What a real rich person...It turns out that a quarrel of a couple." He thought
before that some bad guys were following him.
So it turned out rich couples would also fall into quarrels easily.
Christina returned to the Eastern Garden and went straight into the master bedroom, locking the door.
She was so angry that she ignored everyone outside. Nanny Faang and the other maids were worried
and wondered whether to find someone to pry into the door.
"How about call Young Master Hopkins?"
Nanny Faang looked at the locked door and thought for a while. "No, she's just in a bad mood. Let her
calm down..."
During this period of time, Christina had a good relationship with Patrick. And it was Christina who had
more temper than Patrick in usual. Even if Patrick was angry, he rarely said anything harsh to her.
Today, for some reason, he suddenly flew into a rage.
"Have you heard what happened?"
It happened suddenly while they were ready for dinner. So Nanny Faang and the others did not know
why Patrick was so angry once coming back.novelbin
A maid leaned closer to Nanny Faang's ear and said, "Young Master Hopkins was quite normal when
he first came back this afternoon and went to the master bedroom in the Eastern Garden to look for the
Junior Mrs. Hopkins. But when he left the room, his expression became very terrible, holding a
pregnancy test stick..."
Nanny Faang frowned. "Is Junior Mrs. Hopkins pregnant?"
Why was there a pregnancy test stick in the bedroom? It would be a big deal if Christina was pregnant.
She had to inform the Senior Mr. Hopkins first.
"I don't know why there is a pregnancy test stick in Junior Mrs. Hopkins's room, and it shows two red
strips..."
Nanny Faang was astonished. "Is she really pregnant?"
Pregnancy was a good thing, but why did Patrick suddenly become so angry?
"According to Nancy, Young Master Hopkins angrily talked to the Junior Mrs. Hopkins privately... After a
while, Young Master Hopkins looked very angry and insisted on dragging the Junior Mrs. Hopkins out."
The maid happened to witness the process. She got a lingering fear. "I've been in the Hopkins family
for so many years. It's the first time I've seen Young Master Hopkins so angry."
At that time, it was as if Christina had done something unforgivable.
"Usually, Junior Mrs. Hopkins loses her temper in front of Young Master Hopkins. Young Master
Hopkins only frowns and doesn't want to scold her. This time...I really don't know what happened."
The maid felt that this matter was quite serious and looked at Nanny Faang. "Should we report it to the
Old Master?"
Nanny Faang thought for a while in a daze. Suddenly, her face changed as if she had understood
something.
Nanny Faang sternly ordered all the servants in the Eastern Garden, "Never mention this to the Old
Master!"
After thinking for a while, she added, "It's just a quarrel between couples. Don't bother the Old Master
with such a small matter. Have you heard it?"
The maids didn't dare to say anything. "Yes."
After the crowd dispersed, Nanny Faang looked meaningfully at the locked bedroom door.
"Is it what I thought?" Nanny Faang looked worried. "It's not appropriate to do this. The Old Master
won't agree on it."
At night, the city was brightly lit and bustling with endless traffic.
The more bustling and prosperous the city, the more easily it was to make people feel empty and lonely
at night. Outside the car was crowds and prosperity, but his eyes were cold and cheerless.
Patrick drove the car to the city center and found a place to park. He didn't want to go anywhere. The
first thought was that Christina definitely didn't want to see him now. So he didn't go back to the
Hopkins family for the time being.
He smoked a cigarette and propped up his right elbow against the window railing, looking at the crowds
through the street through the smoke. There were too many emotions in his deep eyes.
He took another puff of smoke as if he had breathed out his tense nerves.
"Mr. Hopkins, all the tests have been done... We are 100% sure that the Junior Mrs. Hopkins is not
pregnant." said by a call.
"Besides, there's no problem with your ligation."
In fact, the doctor found it very strange that rich people liked to have many children, but this young
master of Hopkins family secretly arranged a ligation operation for himself. If Senior Mr. Hopkins knew
about this, he would definitely not agree.
Maybe it was a personal question. Maybe Patrick really hated children. He was an outsider and didn't
dare to ask.
"Mr. Hopkins, if you really don't want Junior Mrs. Hopkins to have any chance of getting pregnant, we
can arrange for her a ligation operation or inject with medicine. The new medicine is effective now..."
Before the doctor could finish his sentence, Patrick hung up expressionlessly.
He stubbed off his cigarette irritably with mind heavy.
Charles, a bachelor, was always lonely at night. Ever since Christina mocked him for being a playboy,
he didn't find new girlfriends anymore as if he was poisoned. After being a monk for a year, he had to
find a bunch of friends to drink to idle away his time.
Usually, Patrick would not reply to Charles' messages of gathering for fun. Charles did not expect that
he would really come to the bar tonight. Everyone present was quite surprised.
When men gathered together, the most frequent topic was women. "I heard that pregnancy is very
harmful to a woman's body."
One other man immediately looked angry. "My girlfriend told me that she would rather find a surrogacy
than have a baby herself."
"She said about her body being deformed. She wants to continue to be a model, but she can't walk on
the runway if her body is out of shape..."
He yelled at other guys angrily, "I had a big fight with her that day. If it were not for the relationship for
so many years, I broke up with her on the spot."
The other men in the bar box immediately became indignant. "Yes, women nowadays are too
capricious. Are they still women if they don't have children? Otherwise, what's the use of marrying
her?"
The men were naturally biased towards men. After making a scene, they raised their glasses and drank
to their heart's content.
Charles looked at them and suddenly interjected, "It is said that many of those women have pregnancy
marks after they are pregnant and give birth. Their pelvis gets bigger, their stomachs get thinner, their
backs get hunched, and some sneezes leak urine..."
The men turned to look at him in surprise. "Really?"
"It's too exaggerated. Just giving birth to a baby."
They all didn't believe it. "That's right. In the past, women had to work in the fields when they are
pregnant. It's not like the women nowadays, who are so delicate..."
Charles shrugged. "When your wife gives birth to a child, ask her about it. It will be more obvious for
some women who are weak healthy."
"Charles, you Shepherd family also has four children, doesn't it? But Mrs. Shepherd is also very
healthy now."
Speaking of Charles's pain, he said gloomily, "When you went to my house, You didn't see that every
time my mom looked at me, she looked like she was looking at an enemy. My mother said that if she
had known I wasn't a girl, she wouldn't have given birth to me."
As the Shepherd family's youngest son, he had been sermoned by his mother since he was a child,
saying that it was not easy to be a woman and to have children.
The most important thing was that his mother scolded to him that why it was so difficult for the
Shepherd family to have a daughter. She had risked her life to have four children, but she still didn't
have a daughter. Every time she saw Charles, she was very unreconciled.
These guys, many of them were dandies who grew up together since kindergarten. They knew Charle's
childhood shadows very well.
They burst into laughter.
One of the men realized his conscience and pondered, "I heard that miscarriages seem to be more
harmful to a woman."
They sighed together. "Well, it's not easy to be a woman."
"So, I used to buy whatever my girlfriends liked to her." Charles was famous for being generous to his
girlfriend.
They chatted noisily. Patrick had not spoken a word since he entered the room and drank quietly alone.
Charles looked around, feeling that he didn't seem to be in a good mood tonight. He winked at those
noisy friends. No one dared to be too naughty.
"Patrick, do you want them to leave first?" Charles walked over and asked.
Usually, Patrick didn't attend their parties, and tonight they didn't know why he had the mood to come
over. But after he came, he ignored others and didn't say a word. It seemed that he was thinking a lot.
It would be terrible if something unpleasant happened because of him at the party.
It was impossible to drive Patrick away, so he had to ask other friends to leave first.
Patrick turned to look at them without saying anything. He stood up and said in a deep voice, "Take
your time." Then he strode out of the room.
The rest of them looked at each other and then turned to Charles together. "We didn't say anything we
shouldn't have said just now, did we?"
One of the slightly fat men immediately said, "Patrick is here. I've already restrained myself. I don't
even dare to speak something obscene."
"Forget it. Patrick has always been like this. It's the same like when we were kids. No matter how lively
the atmosphere is, he doesn't talk much..."
"He is the oldest grandson the Hopkins family, holding a honourable identity." Someone said jealously.
"But Patrick doesn't have as many women as we do. A man still has to know how to enjoy life. He has
to follow the rules and work under pressure all day long, which seems that he never knows the
significance of life."
They quickly regained their high spirits and began to play again.
Charles was cautious and ran out. Seeing that Patrick was about to drive away, he moved closer and
asked, "Is there anything wrong?"
"Go back to the Hopkins family," Patrick told him calmly.
According to what he said, it didn't seem that Patrick have anything important to do.
Suddenly, he remembered the topic they were talking about in the room just now and said, "Christina is
in good health and recovers quickly, but she has serious postpartum depression..." Charles muttered to
himself, "Fortunately, she's not sensitive and soon forgot."
"I'll go first." Patrick was a little anxious, stepped on the accelerator, and sped away.