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.

all relations when she saw Patrick went back to the Dickens family

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

her aunt with meaningful eyes, Christina really wanted

but she

wrapped it around her head,

to my

and stayed there for two hours before she

but still can't

living room, planning to

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

to indulge

sat on the sofa opposite her father and said seriously,

"Why?"

had been silent,

easier if you were not the father" Donald said

he was still angry

kids' father,

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

always had this

felt she was a student yesterday, but suddenly, she had been

imagining" Donald glared

"Dinner's ready:"

the last pot of soup from the kitchen

grab a little to eat.We'll

meal, with three dishes and

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

that Donald and Mrs.Dickens came back

round table, unlike

it was smaller, it made the family atmosphere

me for the plain cooking.Have

sat in the middle

and then started

about the table etiquette by the Hopkins family, but

at her bowl and did not

Donald glared at her.

you

contrast, Patrick was much better-mannered than

you just say you

She looked up.

I took a hot bath, I don't feel hungry

at

some noodles? There's some

say yes, but her father

have a good meal

for

always been strict with

want to destroy my kitchen? How could you let Christina

that Christina was

took Betty a lot of time to clean

her, how could she fail to cook noodles at such

"Dad, I

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

criticising Christina,

their conversation at the dinner table was

end, Betty cooked a bowl of beef

and tasted good, Christina had no

of the bowl full even with beef, and she was inevitably taught

outside

room, but Christina felt a little dizzy maybe because she had a

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