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.

back to the Dickens family with

control his surge

by her aunt with meaningful eyes, Christina

but she and Patrick were

reached for the big towel, wrapped it around her

go back to my room

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

still

living room, planning to teach Christina a

obedient, quiet, and decent, but Christina was always

to indulge her when she was a

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

"Why?"

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

be easier if you were not the father"

still

was not the kids' father, Donald would

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

this kind

a student yesterday, but suddenly, she

imagining" Donald glared

"Dinner's ready:"

the last pot of soup from the kitchen and shouted towards the

eat.We'll go out for dinner

a typical home-cooking meal, with three dishes and a

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

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

at the round table, unlike the long one in

it was smaller, it made the

me for the

middle

nodded at her and then started

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

stared at her bowl and did not

Donald glared at her.

you

contrast, Patrick was

say you were hungry?" Betty

She looked up.

bath, I don't feel

looked at

There's some beef

about to say yes, but her father

a good meal when she's

and motioned for Betty to cook

it yourself Donald had always been strict

kitchen? How could you let Christina cook?"

very well that Christina was a bad

took Betty a lot of time to clean up the kitchen after Christina

could she fail to cook noodles at such an

"Dad, I can cook

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

them criticising Christina,

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

the end, Betty cooked a

smelled good, and

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

outside had

afternoon, Mrs.Dickens and Christina chatted in the living room, but Christina felt a little dizzy

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