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.

off all relations when she saw Patrick went back to

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

meaningful eyes, Christina really wanted to

views, but she and

big towel, wrapped it around

to my

room to take a hot bath and

but still can't take care of

Donald sat in the living room, planning to teach

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

regretted allowing her grandfather to indulge her when

and said

"Why?"

angrily, looked at Patrick who had been

if you were not the father" Donald

was still angry

Patrick was not the kids' father, Donald would chase him out

so she explained, "I

had this kind of

was a student yesterday, but suddenly, she

always imagining" Donald glared

"Dinner's ready:"

took out the last pot of soup from the kitchen

grab a little to eat.We'll go out for dinner

a typical home-cooking meal, with

Betty wanted to go to the market to buy more ingredients, but she delayed because she took Patrick's shirt to the cleaner, and it was already raining heavily before she went to

and was informed that Donald and Mrs.Dickens

the round table, unlike the long one in

smaller, it made the

me for the

the middle and greeted

and then started eating as gracefully as

by the Hopkins family, but the woman next to him was

stared at her bowl and did

Donald glared at her.

are you doing?

Patrick was

you

She looked up.

a hot bath, I don't feel hungry

at her

noodles? There's some beef in the

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

your daughter have a good meal when she's

said and motioned for

had always been strict with

kitchen? How could you let Christina

very well that Christina was a

took Betty a lot of time to clean up the

she fail

recklessly, "Dad, I can cook

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

them criticising Christina, Patrick

Dickens family, but their conversation at the dinner table was quite harmonious, at least

end, Betty cooked

it looked 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 she was inevitably taught another

drizzle outside

in the living room, but Christina felt a little

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