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.

off all relations when she saw Patrick went back to the Dickens family with Christina, but he was a cold

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

quite conservative views, but she and

reached for the big towel, wrapped it around her head,

go back to my

house.She went back to her room to take a hot bath and stayed there for two

already a mother but still can't take care

living room, planning

and decent, but Christina

her grandfather to indulge her when she

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

"Why?"

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

easier if you were not

was still

Patrick was not the kids' father,

explained, "I mean I feel a little

always had this kind of

she was a student yesterday, but suddenly,

you are always imagining" Donald glared

"Dinner's ready:"

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

grab a little to eat.We'll go out

was a typical home-cooking meal, with three dishes

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

call and was informed that Donald and Mrs.Dickens

unlike the long

smaller, it made the

me for the

sat in the middle and

at her and then started eating

the Hopkins family, but the woman next

her bowl and did not

Donald glared at her.

you

Patrick was much better-mannered than

you just say you were hungry?" Betty

She looked up.

a hot bath,

at her

want some noodles? There's some beef

to say yes, but her father interpreted unhappily, "Don't

your daughter have a good meal when

for Betty

it yourself Donald had always been strict with Christina. Betty stood

destroy my kitchen? How could you let Christina

well that Christina was a bad

to clean up the kitchen after

didn't indulge her, how could she fail to cook noodles at such

retorted recklessly, "Dad, I can

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

criticising Christina, Patrick remained

or disgust for the Dickens family, but their conversation at the

cooked

and tasted good,

full even with beef, and she was inevitably taught another lesson by

drizzle outside had gradually

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

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