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 family with Christina,

control his surge of love and

by her aunt with meaningful eyes,

views, but she and Patrick were so bold just

it around her head, and rubbed

back to

room to take a hot bath and stayed there for two hours before she dawdled

mother but still can't take

the living room, planning

quiet, and decent, but Christina was

to indulge her when she

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

"Why?"

who had been silent, and raised his

easier if you were not the

was still angry with

the kids' father, Donald would chase

explained,

always had this

student yesterday,

imagining" Donald glared at

"Dinner's ready:"

of soup from

a little to eat.We'll go

meal, with three dishes and

took Patrick's shirt to the cleaner, and it was

and was informed that Donald

the round table, unlike the long one in

smaller, it

me for the plain cooking.Have

in the middle and greeted

her and then started eating

the Hopkins family, but the

her bowl

Donald glared at her.

you

Patrick was much

say you

She looked up.

a hot bath, I don't feel hungry

looked at

want some noodles? There's some

yes, but her

your daughter have a good meal when she's

and motioned for Betty to cook beef

it yourself Donald had always been

you want to destroy my kitchen? How could you let Christina cook?" She

knew very well that Christina was

to clean up the kitchen

how could she fail to cook noodles

recklessly, "Dad, I

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

them criticising Christina, Patrick

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

the end, Betty cooked a bowl

smelled good, and tasted

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

drizzle outside

felt a little dizzy maybe because she had a

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