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.

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

couldn't control his surge of love and

stared by her aunt with meaningful eyes,

conservative views, but she and Patrick were

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

go back to my room

her room to take a hot bath and stayed there for two hours before she dawdled downstairs.She

a mother but still can't take care

room, planning

were obedient, quiet, and decent, but

allowing her grandfather to indulge her

father and said

"Why?"

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

you were not the father" Donald

was still

the kids' father, Donald would chase him out

why her father was angry, so she explained,

always had this kind of

student yesterday, but suddenly, she had

always imagining" Donald glared at

"Dinner's ready:"

from the kitchen and shouted towards the

to eat.We'll go out for dinner

a typical home-cooking meal, with

the market to buy more ingredients, but she delayed because she took Patrick's shirt to

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

table, unlike the

was smaller, it made the

me for the plain cooking.Have

sat in the middle and

at her and then started eating as gracefully

was well trained about the table etiquette by the Hopkins family, but

at her bowl and

Donald glared at her.

are you doing?

was much better-mannered

you just say you

She looked up.

took a hot bath, I don't feel hungry

at

want some noodles? There's some beef in the

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

a

motioned for Betty to cook

always been strict with

do you want to destroy my kitchen? How could you let Christina

very well that

a lot of time to clean up the kitchen

how could she

retorted recklessly, "Dad,

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

criticising Christina,

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

Betty cooked a

it looked good, smelled good, and tasted

than half of the bowl full even

outside

but Christina felt a little

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