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.

wouldn't break off all relations when she saw Patrick went back to the Dickens family with Christina, but he was a cold and rational

he couldn't control his surge of love

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

quite conservative views, but she and Patrick

reached for the big towel, wrapped it

to

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 nose

still can't

sat in the living room, planning to teach Christina

quiet, and decent, but

her grandfather to indulge her when she was

sofa opposite her father and said seriously,

"Why?"

at Patrick who had been silent,

if you were not the father"

he was still angry with

father, Donald would chase

she explained, "I

this

she was a student yesterday,

are always imagining"

"Dinner's ready:"

from the

a little to eat.We'll go out

home-cooking meal, with

buy more ingredients, but she delayed because she took Patrick's shirt to the cleaner, and it was already raining heavily

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

the round table, unlike the long one in the

it made

the plain

the middle and greeted Patrick

then started eating as gracefully

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

stared at her bowl and did not

Donald glared at her.

you

was much

just say you were

She looked up.

hot bath, I don't

at

noodles? There's

was about to say yes, but her father

a good meal

said and motioned for Betty

yourself Donald had always been strict with

destroy my kitchen? How could you let

well that Christina

a lot of time to clean up the kitchen after Christina

she fail to cook noodles

"Dad, I can

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

Christina,

not have much affection or disgust for the Dickens family, but their conversation at the dinner table was quite harmonious, at least

cooked a

good, and tasted good,

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

drizzle outside had

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

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