Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 220 

"What's the matter?" Patrick asked coldly with a grim expression on his face.

Obviously he didn’t want anyone to approach him.

"Soup, Ginseng Soup.’ Nanny Faang immediately lowered her head, not daring to look him in the eye.

She explained in a panic, "Mr.Hopkins, you haven't eaten anything today.I have made the Ginseng Soup for you.Drink it, please."

As she spoke, she quickly put the stew pot on the table beside her.

Naturally, the servants of the Hopkins family did not dare to ask about the matters of their masters.

Nanny Faang should turn around to go out after putting down the Ginseng Soup, but she was a little confused.

She knew that Christina had left the Hopkins family for only two days, but she felt that it had been a long time.

If Christina was at home, their young master would eat more.

Sometimes it was unknown which one of them was the appetite booster.

"Mr.Hopkins, hum, well..."

Nanny Faang tidied up the empty plates and said nervously, "Mr.Hopkins, if you were worried about someone, you should tell it...Just tell her directly.If you don't tell she will never know it""

"If you don't tell, she will never know you miss her.'' Patrick was bemused and he squinted at the old servant.

Nanny Faang shut her mouth and did not dare to say anything more.

It was said that their young master was the Chosen One.

In fact, only the Hopkins family knew that their family's only grandson was very lonely.

Mr.Hopkins's father was sickly and rarely communicated with him.

Mr.Hopkins was also very distant from Judy.

Senior Mr.Hopkins's temper was stubborn, and it was impossible for Senior Mr.Hopkins to teach him gently.

He was lonely throughout his childhood, and even more so as he grew up.

They all knew that Patrick was not plausible.

Usually, he could scare others with a glance.

It was unlikely that he would coax a woman.

But these two days, they often found that Patrick was deep in thought looking at the distance.

What he thought was naturally related to Christina.

Patrick did not scold Nanny Faang, nor did he immediately chase her out.

Instead, he thought for a while in silence, and then his lips moved as if he wanted to ask Nanny Faang.

However, at this moment, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the corridor.

A tall, well-dressed bodyguard stood at the door.

"Mr.Hopkins, there's news about the hospital incident"

Patrick's expression suddenly changed and he lowered his voice.

"Go to the study."

Seeing that they were in a hurry, Nanny Faang naturally stepped aside to make way for them.

Patrick and the bodyguard went to the study next door.

Nanny Faang glanced at the abandoned Ginseng Soup in the bedroom and sighed.

"Junior Mrs.Hopkins didn't lie.There was a woman sneaking into her ward that afternoon in the hospital, trying to cover Junior Mrs.Hopkins's mouth and nose with a hospital pillow and suffocate her to death"

"Suffocate her to death."

It was as bright as day in the study with all the lights on.

Sitting in front of the desk, Patrick had a frightening expression as the bright light shone on his face.

It had been a month since the incident was brought up.

He didn't mention the incident but it didn’t mean that he didn't take it seriously.

Compared to Betty taking her away, he was even more annoyed by the series of conspiracy arrangements.

Who dared to kill her...

The bodyguard did not dare to look at Patrick's gloomy expression.

The bodyguard turned his head slightly and continued to report respectfully.

"The woman who sneaked into the Junior Mrs.Hopkins's ward at that time used the regular nurse's pass.According to access records, she had specially cleaned up the infection ward the day before the Junior Mrs.Hopkins's accident, so she was suspected of delivering takeout that morning, which led to the Junior Mrs.Hopkins's enteritis.She designed to stagger the shift time of the medical staff and take the opportunity to take action."

"A Nurse?"

Patrick, who had been silent for a long time, gritted his teeth and muttered the words, "An ordinary nurse?"

"No," the bodyguard looked up and his voice became more serious.

"A fake nurse.’ Patrick's heart shrank as if he was about to burst into rage.

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His drawl revealed the fierceness in his tone.

It was a fake nurse.

As expected, it was not an ordinary person.

"She stole a nurse's pass and had access to hospital normally.

Because there were many doctors and patients every day, and she wore a mask, and her figure was similar to the true nurse, no one found out that she was a fake at first.

Until today, the F City police found a female corpse that had passed away for nearly a month in an old apartment..."

"The identity of the deceased woman had been verified.She was the nurse we suspected to be missing before, but the medical examiner had confirmed that the deceased herself could not have murdered the Junior Mrs.Hopkins.She was killed three days before the Junior Mrs.Hopkins's accident.Her body was violently forced into the refrigerator.’

As the bodyguard spoke, he handed over a brown paper document bag with a seal.

"These are the photos taken at the scene of the crime, as well as a forensic examination."

Patrick took it expressionlessly and quickly opened the 842 PhM_M = document bag.

He had seen all kinds of violent scenes, but when these photos appeared in front of him, he couldn't help pinching them.

"The deceased was forced into the refrigerator, which was half the size of her, so the body had multiple fractures.However, except for her eyes, which widened with fear before she died, there were no bleeding wounds on her body.Her death resulted from that the spine of her neck was broken in an instant.The murderer's strength was amazing.’

When Christina was in the ward that day, she was facing such acruel and violent murderer.

Patrick was more solemn, and the photos in his hand were pounded on the table.

The nervous bodyguards were also shocked.

They could not believe that a woman had such great strength that she could kill someone with her bare hands.

F City police immediately identified it as a male murderer, but after they had been tracking it down, it could be sure that it was a woman.

How could such a dangerous murderer appear in the circle of ordinary people? It was dark outside.

Patrick looked at the dark sky with a fierce expression on his face, and the uneasiness in his heart was growing.

"Where's Derek?"