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 family with Christina,

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

by her aunt with meaningful eyes, Christina really wanted

she

big towel, wrapped it

go back to my room

ran into the house.She went back to her room to take a hot bath and stayed there for two hours before she dawdled downstairs.She felt an itch in her

but still can't take care

sat in the living room, planning to

girls were obedient, quiet, and decent,

allowing her grandfather to indulge her when she was a

said seriously,

"Why?"

angrily, looked at Patrick who had been silent,

if you were not the

he was still

father, Donald

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

always had this kind

student yesterday,

always imagining"

"Dinner's ready:"

out the last pot of soup from the kitchen

a little to eat.We'll go out

a typical home-cooking meal, with three dishes

took Patrick's shirt to the cleaner, and it

she received a call and was informed that Donald and

the round table, unlike the long one

it made the family

me for the

the middle and

then started eating as gracefully as

about the table etiquette by the Hopkins family, but the woman next

bowl and

Donald glared at her.

are you doing?

contrast, Patrick was much

say you were hungry?" Betty

She looked up.

bath, I

looked at her

noodles? There's some beef in the

about to say yes, but

a good meal

motioned for

Donald had always been

my kitchen? How could you let Christina cook?"

well that Christina was a

Betty a lot of time to clean up the kitchen after

she fail to cook noodles at such

retorted recklessly, "Dad,

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

them criticising Christina, Patrick remained

have much affection or disgust for the Dickens family, but their conversation at the dinner table was quite harmonious,

end, Betty cooked a bowl of beef

smelled good, and tasted

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

drizzle outside

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

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