My billionaire husband spoils me too much

To her surprise, grandpa was okay with her taking the twins out for fun.

"Grandpa, is there something wrong with you?" Christina asked, which shocked Senior Mr. Hopkins. She said with concern, "Patrick will think of a way, or I'll ask Rafael. He should know some side ways..."

Senior Mr. Hopkins's mouth twitched. Hadn't he spent a long time with his granddaughter-in-law, he would have grabbed a teacup and smashed it at her head.

He wondered what she was thinking all day.

"Who told you I suffer a terminal illness!" Senior Mr. Hopkins bellowed.

Christina was much relieved, thinking that Senior Mr. Hopkins didn't look like a seriously ill person. "You can't blame me, grandpa. You're the one who forbid me see the children and set a time for me to spend time with them. It doesn't make sense that you suddenly asked me to take the children out. Didn't you have a crisis of conscience after suffering a terminal illness?"

Senior Mr. Hopkins face tensed up in anger. He felt his blood pressure soar and he was a little dizzy. The butler and Nanny Faang, who were standing by, tried hard to fight the urge to giggle.

"You, get out of here with the kids..."Senior Mr. Hopkins was furious. He might have to take some blood pressure medicine.

Christina wouldn't let go of the chance hanging out with her kids and left right away.

It occurred to her that she used to seize every minute and second to spend some time with her kids. Once, she had no way but to hide the kids in a big cardboard box in order to take the twins back to the Dickens family. This was very hard on her.

She immediately picked up her phone and asked Crystal and May out. It was Christmas in two days, and she also wanted to get more gifts.

"Keep an eye on the twins when you're out. They might run around.” Senior Mr. Hopkins was still worried.

Senior Mr. Hopkins, worried that his two precious grandchildren might be as careless as their mother, Christina. In that case, the inheritance of the many industries in such a big group would be a problem. However, on the day when they set fireworks, seeing that Christina had a way of teaching children, Senior Mr. Hopkins thought about letting her try spending some time with twins alone.

Christina dressed her two sons like two round red lanterns. "They won't be cold. Don't worry," said Christina.

Pointing to the six bodyguards in black suits and leather shoes behind her, Christina said, “They'll get the twins back if they run away. Don't worry, grandpa, we'll buy you Christmas gifts."

Christina held the twins in her left and right hands. Both of them were very surprised and happy to go out with their mommy.

"Say goodbye to grandpa.”

"Bye, bye."

Small said in a childish voice, his pink face smiling. He tried hard to wave at Senior Mr. Hopkins with excitement.

They were no wonder Christina's children, who hadn't been this excited when going out with others. Small never failed to amused the Hopkins, including the butler and Nanny Faang. But he gave them a headache when crying.

Christina knew about that Small had won affection from the whole family, and even Patrick preferred him. Therefore, she would personally be closer to Big.

Small looked up at his mommy picking up his brother in confusion and dullness, while he was on his own.

He stood there still, ready to pout.

Christina had expected this and handed him one... "Hold your little bottle.”

Small wouldn't make a fuss as long as he held a bottle.

"Mommy." Small immediately smiled, exclaimed in surprise, and held the bottle.

He was took by Christina with holding a bottle tightly himself. Finally, he was willing to walk on his own.

Christina held Big with one hand, feeling that he was very sleepy. Big buried his little face in her shoulder, taking a nap.

"He seems to be asleep?” She met May at the restaurant she had arranged.

Big failed to fight down a desire to sleep and fell asleep lying on Christina.

"Maybe his brother cried so hard yesterday that he didn't sleep well.” Christina sighed, holding one in her arms and turning to look at the other next to her.

Her youngest son didn't stop crying until early in the morning last night and woke up alive this morning. Small was full of energy.

"Do you want someone to send him home first?" May suggested that it might not be good for the child to sleep in her arms.

"If I get him back secretly, he can cry for a few days.”

Christina knew her two sons very well. Big was usually very obedient and did whatever he was told, but if he was left, he'd keep in in mind and cry endlessly.

May laughed. Both of Hopkins family’s children were very unique.

Crystal called and told them to wait her for a while and that she was going to school to pick up Geoffrey first... "Geoffrey has activities class in the afternoon. I'll pick him up and by the way buy a Christmas present for him. The boy said he wanted to choose his own gift. Wait for me for about half an hour."

As soon as the phone hung up, Small, who had been playing with the milk bottle next to Christina, seemed to hear something and raised his little head in surprise. "Geoffrey!" he babbled.

"Geoffrey is coming to play with you later,” said Christina, rubbing the messy hair on his little head. "Geoffrey, Geoffrey..." he exclaimed.

He kept repeating that word like a chatterbox.

His brother was woken up, and then he looked at Small with a confused face.

Christina stroked her forehead annoyingly and said, "Okay, okay, let's go find Geoffrey now..." Small immediately stopped upon hearing that.

May was amazed.

"Christina, how do you know that he wants to see Geoffrey?"

Christina didn't want to recall and said, "It happens a lot.”

"You'll know when you have a chatterbox.” He would make trouble if he was not satisfied. Originally, they had an appointment to meet at the restaurant. Christina had no choice but to call the driver and take them to primary school.

Small leaned against the window with Christina holding him as she was afraid that he would fall.

He even remembered the path towards Geoffrey's school and poked his little finger out of the window excitedly. Knowing too few words, Small kept saying "Geoffrey", probably knowing that the road led to Geoffrey's school.

May sat on the other side of the back seat, holding Big in her arms. The child had just woken up and looked little confused without making any trouble. The child around the age of two was warm and soft. May's heart softened as she looked at such a cute baby.

Small was like Christina, who couldn't be silent for a moment, while Big was was more like his father.