Chapter 787

Chapter 787

"Are you OK, Christina?”

As soon as Christina returned to the dormitory, Cindy jumped at her and asked, “Did Mark do

anything to you?”

“l am fine.”

Christina couldn't stand her pestering and pushed her away, but this girl was so clingy that she

wouldn't stop.

“Christina, why are you returning so late? Where have you been?”

It was already 7 o'clock, and the canteen was closed. Crystal reserved some food for her. “Did you

go to the library?”

Before Christina could answer her,

Cindy suddenly noticed that Christina was wearing a man’s jacket and asked her in an exaggerated

voice, “Where did you get the man’s clothes?”

“How can you do this to us? We were so worried about you but this whole time you were dating

some man behind our backs? Crystal was worried that you would be starved and frozen, so she

went all the trouble to reserve some food for you. How can you treat us like that?”

Cindy tugged at the jacket that was draped over Christina and interrogated her.

“Judging from the style and fabric of this jacket, I think that the man must be rich. Are you hooking

up with a rich

man?"

Crystal couldn't stand her interrogating Christina any longer and said, “That's Mr. Mark's coat.” He

was wearing this dark gray suit jacket in class today.

Cindy immediately stopped talking.

She looked shocked and was unable to say anything. Only then did she realize that the man she had

been scolding just now was Mr. Mark, her favorite teacher.

Christina took off the jacket and threw it at the cabinet. Suddenly, Cindy rushed over and caught it

with both hands and put it aside very piously and carefully.

"How can you ruin his jacket like this!” Cindy said angrily.

Christina rolled her eyes at her. It was Cindy who was tugging at the jacket just now.

"What's going on?” Crystal asked with curiosity.

Christina said to her in a light tone, “Mr. Mark is a very kind teacher.”

Cindy was speechless,

For a moment, she didn't know how to answer Christina.

Christina went into the bathroom to wash her hands and then began to eat the food Crystal had

reserved for her in the lunch box. She didn't want to continue the conversation anymore.

"Stop eating! You tell me, why are you wearing Mr. Mark's coat?”

Cindy rushed over to grab her lunch box and continued to interrogate her. “Did something happen

between you two?"

Christina was in a good mood, so she didn't get angry at her. “No,” she said.

“May and I went to the office to look for you after school, but we didn't see you in all the offices,

Where have you been?”

Christina replied directly, “I'm sleeping in Mr. Mark's office.”

Crystal was so shocked that she widened her eyes.

Even a bad student like Cindy couldn't accept such a ridiculous thing. She pointed at Christina's

nose with trembling hands and said angrily, “How can you, how can you sleep in Mr. Mark's office!”

Christina felt that she had done nothing wrong.

“It's not that I wanted to sleep there. Mr. Mark told me to wait in the empty office. I didn't know

how long he wanted me to wait and then I fell asleep.”

Cindy was furious. Ordinary students tended to be very scared when they went to the teacher's

office. How could Christina look so calm?

"Disrespectful! It was greatly disrespectful!!”

Cindy scolded her angrily and jealously and grabbed Christina's front collar with both hands.

“Tell me what you've done that made Mr. Mark ask you to come to his office. I want to go to his

office next time.”

It would be a wonderful time to be alone with Mr. Mark.

“She slept in class and was caught by Mr. Mark.” Crystal knew that once Cindy began to nag, she

would never stop. Crystal sighed and said, “Give the lunch box back to Christina. The class will begin

at 7:30. We need to hurry up”

What? Christina was caught sleeping in class and was called to the teacher's office? Cindy was very

happy. This was a good move

“Please return this jacket to him.” Christina pointed at the expensive suit jacket with her chopsticks.

She felt that if this coat stayed with her for a few more days, she would think about selling it.

“Christina, you're such a good person,” Cindy smiled like a crazy fan.

“Do you really like to see him so much?” Christina asked.

She had never understood what these “fans” were thinking about.

“Don’t you think Mr. Mark is very special? Look, his jacket is so unordinary. Besides, he's so

handsome.” Cindy smiled foolishly and said.

Christina thought for a moment but she still had no impression of Mr. Mark. She never recognized

other people's faces. Mr. Marks was handsome? Could he be more handsome than Derek?

However, after a second, she stopped thinking about him. She had a tough impression that Mr.

Mark had a good temper. When he saw her lying on the desk and sleeping, he did not scold her but

put on a jacket for her.

Only Crystal was thinking straight. It was unusual for a teacher to put his jacket on the shoulders of

his students, especially Mr. Mark who always looked so cold.

Unusual things continued to happen in the Hopkins family.

Patrick returned to his family in A City after his class finished this week. His family was very happy

that he was so willing to go home recently.

“Young Master Hopkins is cooking in the kitchen...”

“He said he wanted to learn how to make sushi rolls today.” The butler reported to Senior Mr.

Hopkins and then ordered someone to bring out a plate of semi-finished sushi. “This eel sushi is

made by Young Master Hopkins.”

Originally, this semi-finished sushi would be thrown into the trash can, but the butler gave the

servant a look and asked him to bring it here quickly.

Senior Mr. Hopkins put it into his mouth and did not speak for a long time while chewing it.

Seeing this, the butler was a little worried and quickly poured a cup of warm water for him. He was

afraid that this thing would make Senior Mr. Hopkins sick. After all, none of them had thought that

Young Master Hopkins would cook.

"Why is this bastard suddenly doing this? Who is he making this for?” Senior Mr. Hopkins frowned

and cursed, and then threw another plece into his mouth.

Sushi was not very technical in cooking. As long as the ingredients were top-notch, it would not

taste bad.

It was strange that Patrick was willing to make it.

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“Maybe Young Master Hopkins want to cook for you personally...” The butler smiled and said.

“You wish!”

Senior Mr. Hopkins snorted.

“It's more possible that my future granddaughter-in-law will cook for me, but he will not. I know this

bastard so well. How could he be so filial? He's been so abnormal lately. I wonder if I should ask an

exorcist to come to our house.”

The butler and the servants were trying to hold their laughter.

No matter how abnormal it was, it was always good that Young Master Hopkins was willing to go

home and stay long.

“If only Young Master Hopkins had someone he loved. I wish he could get married and settle down

soon instead of going out all the time.”

These words touched the old man's heart.

Senior Mr. Hopkins snorted and said, “If a woman could attract him, I would be happy to accept her

even if she was ugly.”

“If he likes Brianna, I don't need to worry so much.”

Brianna was an adopted girl. Senior Mr. Hopkins wanted to raise her as a child bride from the

beginning, but Patrick didn’t love her.

"Young Master Hopkins regarded Miss Brianna as his sister, so she would be his sister for the rest of

her life. He had been always very principled since he was a child.”

“Such an idiot that won't change his mind.” Senior Mr. Hopkins cursed.

When Patrick came out of the kitchen, he heard his grandfather scolding someone.

Senior Mr. Hopkins suddenly turned around and saw him. “How does it taste?” Patrick glanced at

the sushi on the table and asked his grandfather.

After Senior Mr. Hopkins was caught eating the sushi, he held his breath and stuck his neck. He

raised his voice and said awkwardly, “Do you call this food? Senior Mt. Hopkins still had some grain

of nice hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Patrick frowned but did not talk back to his grandfather. Instead, he gave a thoughtful and reflective

look.

He went back to the kitchen.

After he went, Senior Mr. Hopkins sighed deeply. “We really have to send an exorcist to our house

this time.”

What happened to the eldest grandson of the Hopkins family?

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