Chapter 482

Christina had actually thumped the table during the meal and challenged her seniors!

Nanny Faang waited for any instructions with a laden heart, but Patrick only said casually, "She's

been in a bad mood recently.”

Nanny Faang was bemused and at a loss, as she recalled the pregnancy test issue last time when

Young Master Hopkins and Christina had a quarrel.

Uncertain about the whole situation, Nanny Faang felt that if Christina was in a bad mood, it should

be due to her misunderstanding with Patrick. She hoped that the Hopkins family would be in

harmony, so she forced herself to say, "Young Master Hopkins, the Old Master has actually been

very tolerant of Junior Mrs. Hopkins, but the last time..."

It could be deducted that Senior Mr. Hopkins did have his own favoritism through the stark contrast

in his treatment of Judy and that of Christina.

Patrick looked at her troubled expression. "What's the matter? Come to the point.”

"It's about the pregnancy test last time..." Nanny Faang had been troubled by these thoughts for a

long time, but eventually she decided to put it bluntly. "The Hopkins family is such a prominent

family, but there are too few members here. You and Junior Mrs. Hopkins are still young, and the

family will be merrier if you're to have a few more children...”

The last time Patrick found out that there was a positive pregnancy test kit in the room, he flew into

a rage and dragged Christina to the hospital for a pregnancy test. At first, she didn't understand

why, since Christina's pregnancy should actually be a happy event, but later, Nanny Faang had a

guess in her heart.

Young Master Hopkins had probably had a secret ligation operation, which accounted for his fury

when he found the pregnancy test kit.

At this topic, Patrick darkened his face and he said in a cold voice, "This matter should not be

mentioned to anyone.” He looked straight at Nanny Faang and warned her in a solemn voice.

Nanny Faang lowered her head and whispered in suggestion, "Young Master Hopkins, there is a pair

of twins at home now, but you and Junior Mrs. Hopkins are both young and healthy. It's a great

blessing to have another baby..."

"Get out."

Patrick maintained the last bit of respect for Nanny Faang, as he did not proceed but only asked her

to go out.

Seeing his attitude, Nanny Faang knew that she could not persuade him, so she turned around and

went out to close the door of the study.

She sighed at the door. "Could it be that Christina is not willing to give birth to a third child... She

actually asked her husband to have a ligation operation, which is really..." In the traditional way of

thinking, even if a couple didn't want to have a child, it was usually the woman to have the ligation,

and it was too presumptuous of a woman to make her husband have a ligation.

If Senior Mr. Hopkins learned about this, it would certainly turn into a terribly big deal. The old man

would be unlikely to compromise when it came to the family's lineage, as he definitely hoped for

more grandchildren, which denoted more blessings for his descendants. Besides, the Hopkins family

was well-off and prominent, and even if there would be illegitimate children in the future, they

would still be cherished to enjoy the family's privilege as long as they were the flesh and blood of

the Hopkins family.

Christina in the bedroom was completely oblivious of their conversation.

Her aunt was calling to remind her to go back to C City for her father Donald's birthday the day

after tomorrow.

"It's late and I had intended to call you tomorrow, but I was worried that you would forget about it."

Betty looked at the clock striking eleven, but since they were a family, there was no need for

ceremony. "Your father and your grandmother are looking forward to your return with the twins

back every day. Don't forget.”

Donald's birthday was not a big deal. The main reason was that the Dickens family was looking

forward to meeting the baby twins, whom Senior Mr. Hopkins had been always overly protective of,

so it was not easy for them to meet the kids.

"Can you contact Derek recently? If he's free, ask him to come back for dinner together..." Betty had

long regarded Derek as a member of their family.

At the reference to Derek, Christina looked fraught and sighed, "He hasn't been doing well lately."

"What's wrong?"

Betty was a little astonished, but not excessively worried. Although Derek was autistic, he could

always handle things neatly and therefore seldom needed others to worry about him.

"Eric... he's not feeling comfortable.” Christina was at a loss of picking her words, so she just

perfunctorily evaded the serious truth.

Betty heard that and supposed he was just feeling unwell. "Young people have good immunity and

he should be recovering soon.”

"I went to his apartment today and sat with him for most of the day. He didn't talk to me anymore.”

Christina was worried as she spoke.

"Derek is never a chatterbox. He doesn't like to talk."

Christina sighed again. "No, I was talking to him, but he ignored me."

Derek had been indulgent with her since their childhood, but at present, he suddenly started to

ignore her.

"You can't always take it for granted that Derek should favor you. He has his own privacy," Betty's

tone became serious. "You're already married. There are some taboos in your words and actions.”

Christina blurted out, "What's the taboo? My relationship with Derek... I've been worried about him

since I was a child, fearing that he would be bullied. But he's ignoring me now. Uncle Larry and I

don't know what to do.”

Betty couldn't help but feel amused at her righteous tone.

"When does Derek need you to worry about him? It's already a blessing if you don't make trouble

for him."

"Auntie, you don't understand. Derek is sometimes very thick-headed. He doesn't know how to deal

with his scald and bleeding, and he would forget to run even when he is beaten up.” Sometimes,

Christina felt so worried and troubled.

It was hard for others to understand Christina and Derek's childhood in the past.

Hearing this, Betty changed the topic and emphasized again, "Christina, you're married. You have to

think more about your husband. You can't get too close to Derek like you used to be."

Christina had been married for almost two years and she had already delivered a pair of twins, but

she still didn't act like a mature married woman at all. Betty didn't know if people in the Hopkins

family would have any complaints, which the Dickens family was also very distressed about.

"You've been married into the Hopkins family, but thanks to Patrick's lack of rules for you, you're still

able to live as carefree as an unmarried girl..."

Hearing that her aunt was flattering Patrick again, Christina was very upset with the people in the

Hopkins family.

"Last time, Patrick scolded me for no reason because of a pregnancy test kit Crystal had used. He

has a weird temper and is difficult to get along with. He is so unpredictable that I don't know what

he is thinking.”

"Do you think I'm enjoying myself in blissful happiness in the Hopkins family? Ms. Hopkins is

making things difficult for me all day long. I can't bear it anymore so I finally thumped the table and

showed them my cards tonight!"

The more Christina said, the angrier she became.

Betty sighed and stroked her forehead. Her niece was indeed not suitable to marry into an eminent

family.

"The rights and wrongs of those relatives in the Hopkins family aside, Patrick's restraining himself

from flirting with women outside with his current status shows his respect for you, so you must

always remember that he is your husband, okay?"

After her aunt hung up the phone, Christina was silent for a while.

Looking up, she glanced at the clock on the wall, finding that it was 11:45. She might have heard

some moves downstairs just now, which signified Patrick's return, and he should be in the study by

now.

There were two large velvet quilts on the bed, which Christina had specially arranged there because

Patrick often snatched the quilt from her.

So she simply brought two quilts, one for each.

Christina stood up and looked at the two quilts on the huge bed. It was as if a couple was sharing

the same bed, but they had already been estranged from each other. Christina mulled over carefully

for a while, then she picked up one of them and stuffed it back into the closet.

In fact, she was indeed seldom considerate of Patrick.