Chapter 251

“Patrick, you, you don't know me?”

“Should I know you?”

His deep voice was sarcastic as he walked directly ashore from the bathtub.

The waiter aside immediately handed over the bathrobe.

He wrapped the white bathrobe around his waist without looking up or even looking at her.

“Patrick, she’s Christina.” Charles frowned.

He helped Christina up and said helplessly, “She's your wife.”

“My wife?”

As if the word “wife” caught his attention, he tilted his head and took a step closer to her.

He looked her up and down sharply with his short hair and chest dripping with water, and then

asked, “Why did I marry you?”

He asked directly and coldly.

Why...

Suddenly, Christina froze.

“Because Christina is pregnant with your child...”

Barbara took an extra clean towel and handed it to Christina with a smile.

Christina didn't pick it, but the word “Child” made Patrick's eyes tremble uncontrollably.

“Isn't the child dead?” Patrick asked naturally.

“Pouch-"

As soon as he finished asking, Christina gave him a hard slap, her face pale.

Everyone present never expected this to happen.

Looking at the swollen red mark on Patrick's left cheek, everyone was shocked.

"How dare you..."

The man in front of her was annoyed and furious, his face became gloomy and he gripped her wrist

with his right hand forcefully.

Christina frowned in pain and her face turned pale.

“Patrick, let her go, let her go...”

Charles was anxious and he stepped forward to protect her.

“Patrick, don't take it seriously.She’s just in a bad mood...Don't hurt her.”

But Patrick didn't let her go.

Christina looked up and held back the tears in her reddened eyes.She looked straight into his eyes,

which were filled with anger and coldness.

He made her feel very strange.

A burst of hurried footsteps came, it was Crystal.

She cursed anxiously, “Patrick, let her go.You bastard, don't touch her!”

Finally, Christina saw him glance at the person far away impatiently, and he looked down at her,

showing disgust and disdain, then he shook off her hand.

Suddenly, the atmosphere here was a little strange.

The guests around looked around curiously, but they did not dare to approach.

“Christina, how are you? Your clothes are wet.Are you hurt?”

Crystal rushed over quickly.

Derek also came over.

He stood on Christina's left side, grabbed her bruised wrist, and frowned slightly.

“It was just a misunderstanding..”

Barbara explained as if she was trying to smooth things over for fear that they would clash again.

Patrick's face was gloomy.

He seemed to be very unwilling to see Derek and the others at all, so he turned around and

left.Crystal subconsciously chased after him and wanted to scold him angrily.

“Hey, you..."

“Let's go back.” Christina looked down and suddenly said.

“Christina, he..."

Crystal hesitated and did not catch up.

She didn't dare to provoke Patrick, but today she saw him too arrogant she had the thought of

hitting him angrily.

“Christina, does he really not recognize you?”

"His brain must go wrong after the operation in Seattle! How could he say that? Why don't you stop

him and ask about it clearly? You've been waiting for him for so many days...”

They left the noisy fireworks bar.

On their way back, Crystal had complained about it indignantly.

But Christina was extremely quiet.

She did not scold or cry.Her face was pale and she tilted her head to look out the window quietly.

It was already 10 o'clock in the evening.

The orange street lights flashed her cheeks one after another.

For some reason, Crystal felt especially upset looking at Christina like this.

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