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.

back to the Dickens family with Christina, but he

unlikely that he couldn't control his surge of

meaningful eyes, Christina really wanted to escape from

quite conservative views, but she and

reached for the big towel, wrapped it around

to my room

take a hot bath and

mother but still can't take care of

sat in the living room, planning to

and decent, but Christina was always

grandfather to indulge her when she was a

sofa opposite her father and said seriously, "Dad, it's incredible that I

"Why?"

who had been silent, and raised his tone

were not the father" Donald said with

still angry with

Patrick was not the kids' father, Donald

explained, "I mean I feel a little uneasy

had this kind of

student yesterday, but suddenly, she

you are always imagining"

"Dinner's ready:"

pot of soup from the kitchen and shouted towards the living

grab a little to eat.We'll go out

typical home-cooking meal, with three

to the market to buy more ingredients, but she delayed because she took

and was informed that Donald and Mrs.Dickens came back earlier,

the round table, unlike the long

was smaller, it

for the plain cooking.Have

in the middle and greeted

nodded at her and then

the Hopkins family, but the woman next to him

bowl and

Donald glared at her.

are you

contrast, Patrick was much

say you were

She looked up.

bath, I

looked at her

want some noodles? There's some beef in

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

daughter have a good meal

and motioned for Betty to cook beef

been strict with Christina. Betty stood

you want to destroy my kitchen? How could you let

that Christina

time to clean up the kitchen after

you didn't indulge her, how could she fail to cook noodles at such an

"Dad, I can cook

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

them criticising Christina,

affection or disgust for the Dickens family, but their conversation at the dinner table was quite harmonious, at

end, Betty cooked a bowl of

good, smelled good, and tasted good, Christina had

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

drizzle outside had

living room, but Christina felt a little dizzy maybe because she had a

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