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.

all relations when she saw Patrick went back to

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

stared by her aunt with meaningful eyes, Christina

she and

for the big towel, wrapped it around her head, and rubbed her

to

house.She went back to her room to take a hot bath and stayed there for two hours before she dawdled downstairs.She felt an itch in her nose

already a mother but still can't take

Donald sat in the living room, planning to teach

girls were obedient, quiet, and decent, but Christina was

really regretted allowing her grandfather to indulge her when

father and said

"Why?"

Patrick who had been silent,

were

he was still angry with

Patrick was not the kids' father, Donald

so she explained, "I mean I feel a little uneasy to be

always had this kind

student yesterday,

are always imagining" Donald glared

"Dinner's ready:"

soup from the kitchen and shouted

to eat.We'll go

home-cooking meal, with three

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

that Donald and Mrs.Dickens

unlike the long one in

it was smaller, it made the family atmosphere

the plain cooking.Have

in the middle

nodded at her and then started eating as gracefully

trained about the table etiquette by the Hopkins family, but the woman next to him was

stared at her bowl

Donald glared at her.

you

Patrick was much

you were hungry?"

She looked up.

I took a hot bath, I don't feel

looked at

There's some beef

to say yes, but her father interpreted

daughter have a good meal when

motioned for Betty

it yourself Donald had always been strict with Christina. Betty stood

my kitchen? How could you let Christina cook?" She

well that Christina

of time to clean up the kitchen after Christina

didn't indulge her, how could she fail to cook noodles

recklessly, "Dad, I can

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

Christina, Patrick remained

their conversation

end, Betty cooked a bowl of beef

good, smelled good, and tasted good,

leaving more than half of the bowl full even with beef, and she was inevitably taught another lesson

drizzle outside had gradually

felt a

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