My billionaire husband spoils me too much

Chapter 862

Recently, there were many happy events. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Not long after Henry and May got engaged, it was said that Crystal accidentally slipped in the bathroom

and gave birth to a boy when she was seven-months pregnant. Though the baby was small, it was

fortunate that both Crystal and his son were healthy.

"Maybe it was because the baby wanted to see the world earlier."

Christina said, who seemed fairly philosophical about the unforeseen incident. Anyway, it had

happened, and complaint was useless.

A relative of the Stephenson family had intended to persuade Crystal to be more careful, but she bit

back her words when she heard what Christina said.

"It's all my fault for being so careless, which almost hurt the child. I'm very happy for Henry and May

getting engaged. I didn't walk steadily, and I slipped. If anything happens to my premature child in the

future, I really..."

Crystal's eyes were red and she kept blaming herself.

"My twins are also premature," Christina thought for a while and said, "Besides being bad-tempered,

both of them are in good health."

"I hope my baby will be healthy." Crystal said.

"Don't think too much. Children have their own blessings," Christina said like the elders, and then she

sighed inexplicably, "Well, the only thing that makes me unhappy is that you gave birth to a boy."

"Geoffrey has a boy. You have a boy. I have two boys. Raising boys costs much. Why is it so difficult to

have a daughter?"

Hearing that, Crystal burst into laughter.

"Crystal, have a good rest. Try to give birth to a girl in the future."

Christina said, and she suddenly thought of the unlucky Shepherd family and sighed.

"Don't be like Mrs. Shepherd. She gave birth to four boys. No wonder she wanted to turn Charles into a

girl. I have begun to understand her."

Crystal had almost forgotten her troubles, and she laughed wildly. Before long, Christina sent Crystal

many tonics from the Hopkins family's warehouse.

Crystal stayed at home for a month to nourish herself. She actually gained 20 pounds a month, which

astonished her and she stopped eating tonics from Christina, as the tonics were too nutritious.

Christmas was coming next week.

Senior Mr. Hopkins had been looking forward to this day for a long time and couldn't wait spending

Christmas with his two grandchildren.

Senior Mr. Hopkins deliberately bought many new-style fireworks for his grandchildren.

In the evening, there was a small barbecue party at the house of the Hopkins family. For everyone's

enjoyment, Patrick prepared the barbecue himself.

"Everyone get in line. Don't scramble for food." Christina also joined the grilling, as if she was setting

up a stall to do business. She turned around and said to Sanba, "Beat the lamb leg a few times and

then marinate it."

Christina had a special obsession with the barbecue, and the food she grilled was really delicious.

She might have gained a lot experience on the island. Sanba said that once they sold barbecue on the

island and made two bags of gold a day. The savages traded pure gold for her barbecue.

The chef in Hopkins family was the most touched. Christina had just burned through the bottom of a

pan in the kitchen the day before. It seemed that she was perfect for cooking for the primitive people.

"Raphael, put down the lamb rib!" Christina glared at Raphael, "That's for my sons."

Raphael would never return anything that he had got. He smiled and licked the lamb rib gracefully in

front of Christina.

Christina's face darkened instantly.

Raphael, the bastard, had been living in the house of the Hopkins family for free for two months.

Christina couldn't chase him away, and he grew thick-faced.

Christina grabbed a bottle of cumin and threw it at his face. Raphael was very alert. With a wave of his

hand, he grabbed the bottle. "Dear sister, if you broke my face, I know you would be more heartbroken

than me." Raphael said unctuously.

Christina jumped up and began to chase after him. She would rather give the lamb rib to White Tiger

instead of Raphael, as Raphael was too mean.

"Mommy, mommy, mommy..."

Small was dressed in a sheep costume. He ran with his short legs, threw himself at Christina's feet,

and held her legs.

Christina had no choice but to give up chasing Raphael. She squat down and pinched Small's little

face.

Small had a pair of big eyes like sapphire, and Christina's face was reflected in his clear and bright

eyes. He buried his head in her arms and said in a soft voice, "Mommy, mommy, mommy..." His little

face rubbed against her chest.

Previously, Christina had been worried that Small could not speak. As Big could say complete

sentences, Small could only meowed like the cat.

Recently, Small ran to Christina with a smile and always liked to speak "Mommy" repeatedly. In his

mind, the word "Mommy" referred not only to Christina, but to everything he liked.

"Mommy." Small's fair and tender face and his smile made him cute. He raised a milk bottle high with

his chubby hand as if to show his latest collection. "Mommy." He said to the bottle.

Christina was a little sad.

However, as he was charmingly naive, Christina couldn't help laughing.

Last time, Small held a large box of biscuits and call it "Mommy" happily all day. He smiled and was

easily satisfied. He took Christina's hand to see a lot of his 'Mommies'.

"Your youngest son is very cute. Hahaha..."

Henry said.

Small was very active in carrying snacks and toys into the house. He threw himself at Christina's feet

with a smile on his little pink face, lifted his favorite things high, and called everything he grabbed

"Mommy". Henry thought Small was very lively and cute.

"He calls everything he likes 'mommy'. My youngest son's cognitive ability is a little poor, which should

be better when he grows up."

Christina was very tolerant of her children's nature. Sometimes Senior Mr. Hopkins tried to discipline

the children, but he failed.