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.

she saw Patrick went back to the Dickens family with Christina, but he

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

with meaningful eyes, Christina really wanted to

she and Patrick were so bold just

wrapped it around her head, and

back to my room

to take a hot bath and stayed there for two hours before she dawdled downstairs.She felt

but still can't

the living room, planning to teach

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

her grandfather to indulge her when she

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

"Why?"

looked at Patrick who had been silent, and raised his

would be easier if you were not the

still angry

Patrick was not the kids' father,

angry, so she explained, "I mean I feel a little uneasy to be a

always had this kind

student yesterday,

always imagining" Donald glared at

"Dinner's ready:"

pot of soup from the kitchen and shouted towards the

little to eat.We'll go out for

a typical home-cooking meal, with three

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

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

at the round table, unlike the long

was smaller, it made the

me for the

middle and greeted Patrick

her and then started eating as gracefully

etiquette by the Hopkins family,

her bowl and

Donald glared at her.

you doing?

contrast, Patrick was much

you just say you were hungry?" Betty

She looked up.

a hot bath, I don't feel hungry

looked at

There's some beef in the

say yes, but her father interpreted

daughter have a good meal

said and motioned for Betty to cook

Donald had always been strict with Christina. Betty stood

want to destroy my kitchen? How could you let Christina cook?"

well that Christina was a bad

to clean up the kitchen after

indulge her, how could she fail to

retorted recklessly, "Dad, I

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

them criticising Christina, Patrick

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

the end, Betty cooked

good, and tasted good, Christina had

some soup and ate a little, leaving more than half of the bowl full even

outside had

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

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