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.

relations when she saw Patrick went back to the Dickens

he couldn't control his surge of love

eyes, Christina really wanted

had quite conservative views, but she and Patrick were so

reached for the big towel, wrapped it

go back to

back to her room to take a hot bath and

mother but still can't take care of

room, planning to

girls were obedient, quiet, and decent, but Christina was

really regretted allowing her grandfather to indulge her when she was a

the sofa opposite her father and said seriously, "Dad,

"Why?"

had been silent,

easier if you were not the father" Donald said with

he was still angry

not the kids' father, Donald would chase him out

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

had this

felt she was a student yesterday, but suddenly,

you are always imagining" Donald glared at

"Dinner's ready:"

pot of soup from the kitchen and shouted

grab a little to eat.We'll

typical home-cooking meal, with

go to the market to buy more ingredients, but she delayed because she took Patrick's

informed that Donald and Mrs.Dickens came

the round table, unlike the long one in the

smaller, it made the family atmosphere

me for the

middle

and then started eating as gracefully

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

bowl and did not

Donald glared at her.

are you

was much

you just say you were hungry?" Betty

She looked up.

hot bath, I don't

looked at

you want some noodles? There's some

yes, but her father interpreted unhappily, "Don't spoil

daughter have a good meal when she's

said and motioned for Betty to

yourself Donald had always been strict

you want to destroy my kitchen? How could you

that Christina was a bad

time to clean up the kitchen after

her, how could she fail to cook noodles at such

retorted recklessly, "Dad, I

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

criticising Christina, Patrick

Dickens family, but their conversation at the dinner table was quite harmonious, at least

Betty cooked

smelled good, and tasted good,

and ate a little, leaving more than half of the bowl full even with beef, and she was inevitably taught another lesson by

outside

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

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