Chapter 286
My billionaire husband spoils me too much
"What are you looking at?â A handsome man was approaching from the right.
Charles put two packages of congee on the table and sat next to her.
"Why did you take so long to buy this?â
Christina looked away and found that the man was carefully setting the porridge.It could be said
that Charles was a world-class expert in entertainment.He glared at the woman disdainfully.
âYou don't know:' Originally, he went to the hotel to ask her to Central, but she refused.
As for the reason, she frankly said that she did not want to see someone.
It was not a secret that her relationship with Patrick was weird.
Charles may be afraid that she would starve to death in the hotel so he generously said that he
would take her to eat the most authentic and delicious food of H City.
"Auntie Wang's Sampan Congee is great.But we couldn't buy it.Sir, are you Auntie Wang's relative?
It smells delicious.â
The owner of the restaurant personally brought over a few dishes and looked at the porridge with
surprise and joy.He gave them a thumbs-up.
âThe porridge is fantastic!â
âTen years ago, after his grandson got money, he quit and enjoyed his life. However, every time I
went to H City, I would try it.â
Charles was well-mannered, rich, and handsome.He smiled and communicated with the owner
fluently, Christina was surprised.
She quickly grabbed his sleeve and emphasized, âTell him I want coriander, more.â
She loved the smell of coriander.
The owner of the restaurant smiled and praised, âYour girlfriend is so beautiful.She looks like a starâ
âNo, sheâs not my girlfriendâ
Charles looked nervous and denied it in a high voice.
Christina turned up a charming smile and said, âBecause he likes men.â
Everyone heard her.
The owner was frightened, staring at Charles with complicated eyes, and immediately said loudly,
âDonât worry! I support homosexuality!â
Charles's face darkened.
Christina ordered two dozen beers.
As she drank, she slapped the table and laughed.
âChristina, remember, don't let it get to your head.â
Mr.Shepherd was angry and got back into his old habits of narrow-minded mind.He snatched the
Sampan Congee.
âI begged people to make them.â Christina reached out her hands, hanging around the table, where
several dishes were there.She said solemnly, âAll of these are mine.Give me back the Charcoal Rice
you ateâ
âDo you want me to throw it up for you?â Mr.Shepherd may be so angry that he lost his mind.
"Okay, I'll spit it out now: He grabbed her with his right hand and pulled her closer to him.
He rubbed his big head against her, making a gesture of vomiting.
"Go away! Stay away from me.â
Seeing him become serious, Christina was anxious and pushed his big head hard.
âCharles, go away or I'll beat you up.â
âIf I throw up you, it will be great.â
Charles's resentment, which had been building up all year round, was about to explode.He had long
wanted revenge.
Holding her waist tightly, he didn't let her go, looking like an angry child.
This man was shameless.
How could Christina let him get away with it? She stepped on his shoes with her high heels, which
was so hurt that he shouted.So had to let her go.
âYou bad woman!"
He was so angry that his voice was trembling.
Seeing he was embarrassed, Christina said, âYou should be glad I didn't kick your crotchâ
She patted the table hard, guffawing.Seeing what happened, people around burst into a laugh.
Charles gave up and grabbed a bottle of cold beer, opened it, and poured it into his throat, cold.
D*mnit.
Fortunately, people barely knew him here.
âCharles, have you ever been to such a roadside restaurant before?â Christina had drunk five bottles
of beer.
Her cheeks were red and she was drunk.
Suddenly, she thought of something she was more curious about.Charles held a grudge and glared
at her.
âDrink more.I'll drop you on the street.â
âI'm serious.â
Because of the alcohol, the woman became messy.She moved closer to him.
âTell me, hurry up! Has Patrick ever drunk at a roadside stall?â She looked curious
Charles didn't expect her to mention Patrick suddenly, so he didn't react for a moment.
Christina shook her head.
"Of course not, right?â
Her right hand waved wildly in the air, and her voice became more determined.
"He's different from you.Although you're a playboy, you're easy to get along with.He's different.â
âHe's always indifferent.l never knew what he was thinkingâ
Charles fell silent and knew that she was an alcoholic.
But love drinking didn't mean to be good at drinking, such as this woman.He was surprised to hear
what she said.
"You behave badly after drinking.â He complained helplessly.
She kept drinking and her fair face flushed, which was like her stubborn temperament.
Charles suspected for the 100 times why Patrick had taken a fancy to her.
This unreliable woman did not match him at all.
However, she was really a special woman.
Looking at her blushed face, he raised one hand to drink.She frowned slightly as if she was thinking
about something.Her casual and serious eyes were beautiful, and the twinkling of her eyes was
enthralling.
Moreover, Christina was gorgeous and probably looked like her mother, the Miss Eisenhower family,
who was said an incredible beauty.
Charles felt a strange throb in his heart so he quickly looked away and didnât look at the stupid
drunkard.
"Hey, Christina, to be honest, did you take part in this advertisement for Patrick?â He suddenly
became serious.
The cold winter night wind blew, sobering them up.
She shook her head and said, âNo-'
âSo what if I donât have him? I am fineâ
She looked up and shouted, laughing brightly.
Charles touched his forehead and sighed.
âChristina, do you know what? It's really embarrassing to be with you.â
âWhat are you talking about? Dare you say it again?â
Christina pulled his tie tightly, so Charles was almost strangled.
Evidently, she got wild with wine.She immediately remembered the hatred, old and new.
âBecause of you, I had stayed at the hospital for half a month.How dare you say that who will be
unlucky if he was with me.You haven't apologized to me yet.Apologize, now!â
Charles was furious.
"Why are you holding grudges for so long?â
âI can remember it foreverâ
Christina burped and roared at him, which was weird for Charles, so he suddenly quieted down.
Her phone sounded.Her phone was vibrating in her rose-red handbag on the table, with a ringtone.
It was a text message.
Saying that âStay away from Charles.â
It was like a sixth sense, Christina suddenly woke up.
She quickly turned around and looked in that direction, where a black Ferrari was parking there.
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