Chapter 762

Chapter 762

She forgot about him.

She didn't remember anything about that Saturday afternoon.

Patrick was sitting on a bench in front of the artificial lake in this school, full of anger, thinking of her

unruly words just now. “Do you want to lie in the hospital?” How dare she speak to him like that?

It was clear that she was the “perpetrator”.

He had not dealt with her about the fact that she jumped down from the tree on Saturday and hurt

him. She had forgotten all about him so quickly.

A few passing students looked at him, but no one dared to get close to him, because Patrick's face

was as cold as frost.

What kind of feeling was this?

Patrick couldn't explain. He just felt very unhappy and angry.

At 1 pm, Charles called him. “Patrick, what are you doing in the country? Are you doing a new

project with Derek? When will you be back?”

The funeral of Patrick's father had been over for a week, so Charles guessed that Patrick was about

to return to school.

Patrick received a call from Charles and hesitated for a moment.

Patrick knew that he had too little experience in terms of feelings, and Charles might be able to help

him.

“Patrick, can you hear me?” Charles didn't hear any sound and thought it was because of a bad

signal, so he shouted a few times.

Patrick's face darkened, and his tone was slightly unhappy. He replied concisely, “I'm busy.”

Then Patrick hung up the phone.

Patrick really didn't know how to tell Charles about that girl.

Should he look for her again and ask her to apologize for what happened on Saturday afternoon? It

seemed to be very ridiculous. He didn’t want her to apologize.

After a while, the Hopkins family also called Patrick. The old butler asked politely, “Young Master

Hopkins, are you still at home?”

"When will you come back? I'll arrange for someone to pick you up.”

The Hopkins family was probably afraid that Patrick would leave and go abroad directly without

saying goodbye.

“I don't know.”

Patrick replied with a slightly irritated tone as if he was not sure about his itinerary.

The old butler was worried. He knew Patrick very well. There were very few things that Patrick was

not sure about, so the butler asked one more question, “Young Master Hopkins, did you encounter

any difficulties over there?”

It seemed that the butler had guessed Patrick's mind. Patrick's eyes darkened and he lost patience

and hung up.

Patrick's face was getting darker and darker. He was distracted by that girl, but the “perpetrator” still

went her own way. She completely forgot about him!

Patrick could not tell whether it was because his self-esteem was hurt or he was furious. The more

he thought about it, the angrier he became.

At this moment, his phone was vibrating and ringing. He checked one of the text messages. The

content was very simple: I'm back.

If it had been in the past, he would ignore these unimportant contents. Perhaps because he hadn't

slept last night and was bewildered by the girl, he actually felt that these simple words indicated she

loved him.

He checked that the sender was Barbara Parker.

Barbara was a rational and smart woman. She worked efficiently and knew how to keep a distance

from men. She was Chandler's junior in the same department, and she was also Patrick's junior in

the same school.

Patrick had no impression of Barbara. He just thought she was better than those fangirls who made

trouble for him.

He did not ponder the meaning of the message Barbara sent him but thought of another thing.

“They are both women. Why are they so different?”

Patrick didn't have a good impression of the girl named Christina. She complained first, and she was

unreasonable and rude. He thought she was simply a spoiled, willful, and stupid woman in the circle.

If that was the case, why didn't he hate her?

Patrick was deep in thought.

He kept trying to explain it in various ways. For example, he thought it was because of the shadow

of his father's death, or because his grandfather kept nagging him to find a girlfriend, or because he

needed a woman to vent

his sexual desire.

It was not until the school was over in the afternoon that the lively campus gradually quieted down.

It was sunset again before Patrick stood up and left.

He didn't sleep last night, didn't eat anything today, and wasted two days in C City thinking about

such a stupid question.

Patrick thought it was ridiculous, but also incredible.

He didn't intend to waste any more time. If he wanted to meet his physiological needs, he could

find a pure and smart woman. If he wanted to get married and have children, he must find a well-

behaved lady.

"Auntie, we're going to have a buffet today. You must eat more.”

“I haven't eaten all day today. I'm going to eat a lot later.” The clear voice was cheerful.

Patrick was standing at the school gate. Suddenly, he stopped where he was.

It was her

The students who stayed in the school were busy on the campus, and the students who stayed

outside had already left the school and returned home. There were not many people on the main

road at the school gate, and the street lights were dim and yellow. She walked towards him with a

middle-aged woman beside her.

The road was quiet, so he could hear her voice clearly.

She seemed very happy.

“Christina, how can you not eat all day? It's not good for your stomach to overeat.” Although the

middle-aged woman was dressed plainly, she revealed the elegance of a well-bred lady in her

speech.

"Auntie, don't worry. I have a strong digestive system. I mean, we seldom go to the buffet, so you

must eat more."

She seemed worried that she would lose, so she lengthened her voice to emphasize.

“Christina, you can go by yourself next time. Don't buy two tickets.” Betty Eisenhower felt sorry for

spending too

much money

“It's free. I picked them up.” She said naturally.

Betty smiled, but there was a trace of shame and sadness on her face. She said in a low voice,

“Christina, it's auntie who got you into trouble.”

Betty was so angry that she fell out with the Dickens family. Knowing that her niece was close to her,

Betty cut off ties with the Dickens family and left with her niece, which was her own way.

They had been renting a house outside all these years. Betty regretted it. Christina was the daughter

of the richest man in C City. How could she live like this?

"Auntie, there's a milk tea shop asking me to work. They don’t mind recruiting a part-time

employee.” But Christina happily talked about another thing.

"You have to take the SAT this year. You can't go.”

"Auntie, I'm smart. I won't fall out of the top ten in the grade.”

Christina continued to talk excitedly about her part-time job, “The proprietress of the milk tea shop

asked me why they had to hire me for a part-time job. I told her because I was beautiful. Ha ha ha.”

The silvery laughter rang in the quiet street. She boasted herself but made people feel that she was

extremely sincere.

The woman beside her was amused by her.

Patrick's heart skipped a beat, and she just turned around and looked at him. Under the dim yellow

streetlights, her smile was as bright as the sun, burning his heart.

She still seemed to have no impression of him. The corners of her eyes were full of smiles, and she

was only looking at the woman beside her.

She passed him again.

When he saw her smile, he actually wanted to laugh with her.

It was only when she and the woman were far away that Patrick gradually came back to his senses.

He did not understand why he had such a big emotional change.

It was as if he could not control his emotions. Instead, he was affected by a stranger.

Patrick hated the feeling of losing control.

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He was used to controlling everything with ease.

“Christina.” He couldn't help muttering the name.

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