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.

went back to the Dickens family with Christina, but he was

control his surge of love

her aunt with meaningful eyes, Christina really wanted to escape from

views, but she and Patrick were

the big towel, wrapped it around her head, and

back to

and stayed there for two hours before she

already a mother but still can't take care of

living room,

and decent, but Christina was always

her grandfather to indulge

said seriously, "Dad,

"Why?"

had been silent, and raised his tone

would be easier if you were not the father" Donald said with

was still angry

was not the kids' father, Donald

her father was angry, so she explained, "I mean I

had this

a student yesterday, but suddenly, she had

imagining" Donald

"Dinner's ready:"

pot of soup from the kitchen and shouted

grab a little to eat.We'll

typical home-cooking meal, with three

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

call and was informed that Donald and Mrs.Dickens came

unlike the long one

smaller, it

for the

middle

nodded at her and then started

by the Hopkins family, but the woman

stared at her bowl and

Donald glared at her.

are you

was much

you just say you

She looked up.

I took a hot bath,

at

you want some noodles? There's some beef in the

yes, but

your daughter have a good

and motioned for Betty to cook beef

yourself Donald had always been strict with

want to destroy my kitchen? How could you

that Christina was a

a lot of time to clean up the kitchen after

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

recklessly, "Dad, I

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

Christina,

Dickens family, but their conversation

Betty cooked a bowl of

good, and

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

outside had gradually

and Christina chatted in the living room, but Christina felt a little dizzy maybe

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