Spoil My Errant Wife (Patrick and Christina)

"I want to leave now!"

"Yes, we don't want to stay in this awful place anymore.

We want you to arrange a car to drive us down the mountain..."

In order to provide the best skiing service to guests, the hotel was located at the top of the mountain.

Although the mountain was not high, anyone who wanted to go downhill had to take the car specially provided by the hotel, or he or she would get lost easily on their way.

What's more, some stretches were really steep and there must have been a lot of fallen trees on the road after the heavy snow.

"I'm really sorry. The construction team drove three cars out for repair early this morning, so currently, there are only two left in the hotel..."

The receptionist explained to them in a hurry.

"We don't have much backup gas right now. Both of the two cars only have less than two-thirds of the gas.If anything happens on the way driving down the mountain, there is a high possibility that the car will stop halfway due to lack of gas.."

The passengers in the lobby were even angrier when they heard that the car was running out of gas.

"What is wrong with this hotel?"

"Are you trying to trap us in the hotel and force us to spend money here? I'm going to report this to the police"

The whole lobby was filled with angry complaints.

Christina and the others sat in the corner, looking at the restless guests around the reception.

Chandler walked through the crowd to look for the senior manager of the hotel.

Charles, on the other hand, didn't seem to be influenced by this mess. It was early in the morning and he was hungry, so he bought some bread for breakfast in the restaurant and said, "Eat something first" Christina was surprised to see that Charles still had an interest in eating.

"There's no signal here.Aren't you worried at all?"

Charles shared his bread with Geoffrey and looked up with a smile.

"Well, the hotel has a satellite phone.Relax. We won't be trapped here forever."

"Everyone, please calm down and listen to me!"

A tall European man ina suit came out of the manager's office and made a quiet gesture with his hand as he walked to the reception.

"I'm in charge of this hotel. My name is Ray. This man spoke English, whose tone was however a little rusty. He was a swiss, but English wasn't one of the four official languages of his country. Charles looked up and explained to Christina,

"He is actually the youngest son of the hotel manager, who hasn't officially taken over the family business yet. Barbara took this business trip to meet with him. Well, he's not a smart man.I bet his EQ is low." Ray looked confident and even a little arrogant.

"There's no need to worry. We're dealing with the signal problem right now.I'm sure it'll be fixed soon. As for the shuttle cars, as long as the construction team returns, we will have enough cars to use. Besides, I've already contacted the company by satellite phone, and they will send cars over too."

"Instead of making a fuss here like fools, why don't you wait until the company cars arrive at the afternoon? Anyone who insists on leaving now, we won't be responsible for anything that happens on your way downhill"

The tourists were irritated by his arrogant words.

"You won't be responsible? You're just shirking responsibility!"

"Distinguished guests."

"I'm the manager of this hotel. I'm very sorry that what our person in charge just said dissatisfied you."

A fat middle-aged man in his fifties ran out in a hurry, whose tone was much calmer.

"The snowstorm last night was a natural disaster. No one wanted an accident, so for your safety, please don't go down the mountain now. We have already contacted the company and they will send cars here immediately.Please wait in patience. You can go to the restaurant to have breakfast first..."

The tourists were not unreasonable.

They just panicked when they woke up early in the morning and found that there was no signal on their phone.

After a brief discussion, the tourists began to walk towards the restaurant.

However, now that they couldn't use the Internet, time passed extremely slowly.

Everyone was in a bad mood, looking up anxiously at the big clock on the wall from time to time.

Chandler talked to the manager of the hotel through his personal connections.

He looked worried when he walked out of the manager's office.

Crystal left him some spaghetti as breakfast but Chandler was not in the mood to eat it. He told them some bad news in a low voice.

"The hotel called the weather station by satellite phone. Due to the snowstorm, many flights have been grounded. If this bad weather continues, even the airport will be temporarily closed." Crystal was shocked.

"This serious?"