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

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

stared by her aunt with meaningful eyes, Christina really wanted to escape

quite conservative views, but she

the big towel, wrapped it around her head,

go back to my room

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

already a mother but still can't

living room,

girls were obedient, quiet, and decent, but Christina

regretted allowing her grandfather to indulge her when she was a

father and said seriously, "Dad,

"Why?"

had

if you were not

he was still

was not the kids' father, Donald would chase

angry, so she explained, "I mean I feel a little uneasy to

had this kind of

was a student yesterday, but suddenly,

are always imagining"

"Dinner's ready:"

soup from the kitchen and shouted towards

eat.We'll go out for dinner

meal, with three

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

a call and was informed that Donald and Mrs.Dickens came back earlier, so she also hurried

round table, unlike

smaller, it made the family atmosphere

me for the plain

middle

then

well trained about the table etiquette by the Hopkins family, but the woman next to

stared at her bowl and

Donald glared at her.

are you doing?

Patrick was much better-mannered than

you were hungry?"

She looked up.

hot bath,

looked at

some noodles? There's some beef

yes, but

a

said and motioned for Betty to cook

yourself Donald had always been strict with Christina. Betty

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

very well that Christina was a

time to clean up the kitchen after

you didn't indulge her, how could she fail to

recklessly, "Dad, I

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

Christina,

conversation at the dinner table was quite harmonious, at least Patrick felt

the end, Betty cooked a bowl

good, smelled good, and tasted good, Christina

drank some soup and ate a little, leaving more than half of the bowl full even with beef, and she was inevitably taught another lesson by

outside

in the living room, but Christina felt a little dizzy maybe because she had a cold.She answered every question her

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