Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 409 

Christina went home drenched.

Her clothes and long hair were wet through, but she didn't care about it.

Betty opened the door for them, and saw Christina in such a mess.

"Auntie, I'm hungry" Christina said.

Betty felt helpless.

She glanced at Patrick, who was standing beside Christina, putting away a small umbrella.

He stood straight as he always did, but now he didn't seem as cold as he used to be.

Betty sensed that there was more tenderness on his handsome face.

Strangely, Patrick was not drenched.

"Your father and grandmother went home early from the hospital.He'll definitely complain if he sees you in such a mess."

Betty grumbled at Christina.

Actually, getting wet was not a big deal, especially for her niece who always hurt herself before.

Maybe Christina just wanted to bathe in the rain.

"Stay here."

Betty then hurried to get a clean towel.

"Okay:"

Christina stood at the door.

Water was dripping down her body, and her long black hair was sticking to her fair face.She was like Sadako.

"Patrick, go in."

She turned to look at the man beside her.

There were beads of rain on her long eyelashes, and her clear eyes were pure and beautiful.

But Patrick did not move.

He looked at her affectionately, and gently stroked her hair sticking to her cheeks with his big palm.

"Do I look like a ghost now?" She smiled.

Patrick, who had always been cold, chuckled.

Without saying anything, he smoothed her hair back.

He looked at her quietly, his eyes focused and gentle.

Christina felt a little awkward.

She turned her face slightly and subconsciously took a step back.

However, Patrick pulled her back quickly, carried her tightly in his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her.

His lips were hot and he kissed hard.

Christina was drenched in the rain, and her cheeks was a little cold.

Now, Patrick suddenly kissed her, and she could clearly feel his burning body.

Her mind went blank for a moment and didn’t wrench herself free until she saw Betty coming over with a big towel.

Christina blushed and immediately pushed him away.

Oh, how embarrassing.

Betty was very surprised.

that they wouldn't break off all relations when she saw Patrick went back to the

was unlikely that he couldn't control his surge of love and desire like normal young

her aunt with meaningful eyes, Christina really

had quite conservative views, but she and

big towel, wrapped it around her head, and

go back to

bath and stayed there

already a mother but still can't take care of

living room, planning to teach Christina a

were obedient, quiet, and decent, but Christina

regretted allowing her grandfather to indulge her when she was

said seriously, "Dad,

"Why?"

snorted angrily, looked at Patrick who had been silent, and raised

if you were

still angry

kids' father, Donald would chase him out

her father was angry, so she explained, "I mean I feel

always had this kind of

student yesterday, but suddenly, she had been a

are always imagining" Donald glared at

"Dinner's ready:"

of soup from the kitchen

little to eat.We'll go

a typical home-cooking meal,

but she delayed because she took Patrick's shirt to the cleaner, and it was already raining heavily before she went to

a call and was informed that Donald and Mrs.Dickens came back earlier, so she

sat at the round table, unlike the long

smaller, it made the family

me for the

sat in the middle and greeted

at her and then started eating as

the Hopkins family, but the woman next to him was

her bowl and did

Donald glared at her.

are you

Patrick was

say you were hungry?"

She looked up.

a hot bath, I

at her

you want some noodles? There's some

was about to say yes, but her father interpreted unhappily, "Don't spoil

daughter have a good meal

motioned for Betty

always been strict with Christina. Betty stood

to destroy my kitchen? How

that Christina was

Betty a lot of time to clean

indulge her, how could she fail to cook noodles at such an

recklessly, "Dad, I

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

criticising Christina,

or disgust for the Dickens family, but their conversation at the dinner table

cooked a

smelled good, and

soup and ate a little, leaving more than half of the bowl full even with

outside had

and Christina chatted in the living room, but Christina felt a little dizzy maybe because she had a cold.She answered every question her grandmother

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