"Did Eric leave?"
Christina could clearly tell without raising her head that he was approaching her.She quickly grabbed a
few bites of the remaining half bowl of porridge on the table and asked vaguely.
The man had already stood next to her and did not make a sound.
He lowered his head and significantly looked at her eating the porridge hurriedly.
Couldn't she bear to part with him? "Why are you standing there? Come and have some porridge.’
Christian reached out and grabbed his big palm.
As soon as she raised her head and wanted to speak, she was surprised to see the shock in Patrick's
eyes.
At this moment, he really looked a little dull.
Christina frowned and did not look at him anymore.
She glanced down the door.She thought that Derek should have left.
He wouldn't be so stubborn.
"Nanny Faang said you didn't eat anything yesterday.’ She grabbed the tall man's arm and pulled him
to the seat next to her.
"Why did you stay up in the study all night? Patrick, if you have a migraine because of staying up, you
deserve it!"
Christina scolded him without consideration.
She put a bowl of porridge on the table in front of him.
She was not gentle at all but did not forget to continue complaining.
"I don't understand.You don't need to go to work in the company, but why are you so busy all day? How
many times have grandpa told you not to stay up late? Is there something that can't be put aside? Even
committing suicide takes time..."
Patrick was taught a lesson but he actually did not refute it.
He felt complicated.
At this moment, he glared fiercely at her, paying attention to every subtle expression on her face.
He seemed to want to see through her heart.
Probably because Patrick’s eyes were too hot, Christina didn't dare to look at his eyes.
Moreover, she felt guilty about running away with Betty Eisenhower.
Thinking about it, she couldn't help but be frightened.
She turned around and stopped looking at him but continued to eat the porridge in her bowl carefully.
"Nanny Faang made you the porridge especially.She said that you haven't eaten anything all day.The
porridge is digestible..."
Although she was scared, she couldn't help but complain.
"Hmm."
He actually replied.
Christina immediately sat up and glanced at him.
He really took the silver spoon and drank the porridge seriously.
When Patrick finished the third bowl of porridge, Nanny Faang, who was serving at the side,
immediately felt relieved and looked at Christina with a slightly strange look.
She felt that all the servants in Eastern Garden looked at her as if they had been abused before.
Christina knew that Patrick was really hard to serve.
"Patrick."
Seeing him put down the silver spoon, she craned her neck and lowered her voice.
It was rare for her to call him so gently.
Patrick turned to her expressionlessly, looking deep in thought and waiting for her to continue.
"Patrick, about my aunt..."
Christina continued to say carefully as she paid attention to his expression, "Actually, my aunt has a
good character.She is very soft-hearted.You don't have to worry too much.As long as you behave well
in the future, my aunt will like you..."
He should have known that if this woman didn't want to ask him for help, she would never have spoken
softly.
Patrick's eyes were cold, and he remembered what happened a few days ago.
His face was sullen, and he almost gritted his teeth, "Do you think I need to worry that she doesn't like
me?"
He glared at her unhappily.
Originally, Christina was angry and wanted to say something, but when she saw the tiredness in his
eyes and the stubble on his chin, her heart suddenly softened.
She had rarely seen Patrick so haggard.
It seemed that he was really exhausted.What was he worrying about?
"Christina, when did you come back?"
A cry of surprise came from far and near, disturbing her thoughts.
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