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.

off all relations when she saw Patrick went back to the Dickens family with Christina,

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

stared by her aunt with meaningful eyes, Christina really

but she and Patrick were so bold just

towel, wrapped it around her head, and rubbed her

back to my room

ran into the house.She went back to her room to take a hot bath and stayed there for two hours before

mother but still

the living room, planning

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

really regretted allowing her grandfather to indulge her when she

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

"Why?"

had been silent, and

be easier if you were not the father" Donald

he was still

kids' father, Donald would chase him

explained, "I mean I feel a little

always had this kind of

student yesterday, but

are always imagining"

"Dinner's ready:"

out the last pot of soup from the

a little to eat.We'll

meal, with three dishes and a

but she delayed because she took Patrick's shirt to the cleaner, and

a call and was informed that Donald and Mrs.Dickens

round table, unlike the long one in

was smaller, it made the family atmosphere

the plain

sat in the middle

and then started eating

etiquette by the Hopkins family, but the woman next

stared at her bowl and

Donald glared at her.

you

Patrick was much

just say you were

She looked up.

a hot bath,

looked at her

want some noodles? There's some

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

a good meal when

motioned for Betty

Donald had always been strict with Christina. Betty

to destroy my kitchen? How could you

well that Christina was

Betty a lot of time to clean up the

how could she fail to cook noodles at

"Dad, I

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

Christina, Patrick remained

did not have much affection or disgust for the Dickens family, but their conversation at the dinner table was

the end, Betty cooked

good, and tasted

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

outside

living room, but Christina felt a little dizzy

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