Chapter 247
My billionaire husband spoils me too much
But what was the result? It was a clear divorce agreement.
"Young Master Hopkins has signed it.Please cooperate with usâ
Paul urged her at the other end of the door.She still did not move.
Her eyes fixed on the eye-catching divorce agreement.
The handwriting was really his own autograph.
She didn't pick it up, and her face was pale.
For a long time, she said in a hoarse voice solemnly, âAsk Patrick to come out and see me.â
âMiss Dickens, you still have a long life... Take care.â
Paul didn't seem to be able to bear it.
Christina had lost a lot of weight, and she was in a trance with a pale face.They knew what she had
gone through, and they knew that she was depressed, but that was the reality.
âMiss Dickens, now that the child is gone, you are no longer of any value to our Hopkins familyâ
âSign this divorce agreement and regard it as a dream.â
Every word Paul said was so cold and heartless.
He solemnly handed the two agreements to the security guard at the door and turned to leave.
Christina was in a daze and froze in place.
âMiss Dickens, please sign here...â
Everyone in Hopkins family was so aloof and unapproachable, including the servants.
âAsk Patrick to come out and see me.â
Unable to suppress her emotions, she rushed forward, grabbed the cold iron door with both hands,
and shouted at Paul, who was walking away, âCall him out!â
âMiss Dickens, watch yourself.Donât mess around in our Hopkins family, or donât blame us for being
rude...â
The two security guards looked impatient and dragged her from the side.
However, she gripped the iron pillar of the high gate fiercely with her thin fingers and refused to
leave.
âI want to see Patrick.â
âI want to see Patrick-"
Her voice was choked with sobs and despair.
In this vast Hopkins family, her voice was so faint that it dissipated with the wind.
No one here would care about her anymore.
âSenior Mr.Hopkins, she's still outside the doorâ
The rising sun was already hanging high in the sky.
Paul finally came to Northern Garden and said in a complicated voice.
The wind was a little strong today, and Northern Garden was quiet.
The cold wind swept past as if no one cared here.
In the back garden of Northern Garden, the old man looked at the bamboo forest in front of him
with a walking stick.
Unknowingly, he had spent more than 40 days in Seattle.
He even missed this year's mid-autumn festival
The bamboo leaves on the wall began to wither and turn yellow.He was finally back.
Yesterday, they took a flight and finally returned home.
However, he felt that all the scenery in front of him was so strange.
"Hopkins family seemed to change a lot.â The old manâs old voice drifted away with the cold wind,
meaningful and heavy.
âRovy.."
Suddenly, the old man called Butler Rovy, who had been by his side for many years.His voice was no
longer as cold and imposing as usual, but sadder.
âRovy, I shouldn't have chased her away that day:" He forced to chase Christina away that day.
He never thought that on such a stormy day...
âSenior Mr.Hopkins, we are all heartbroken that the child is gone.â
Especially when they saw the invitations placed at home, the colorful childrenâs room, and the cute
baby clothes, they would feel heartbroken.
Butler Rovy lowered his voice and tried to comfort him, but they knew in their hearts that it was of
little use.
The dead would never live again.
"At least... At least Young Master Hopkinsâ surgery went well.â
Finally, he muttered in a low voice.
At least their Young Master Hopkins was still alive, and Christina never belonged to them, and
everything returned to the beginning.
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