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.

went back to the Dickens family with

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

eyes, Christina really wanted to escape from

she and Patrick were

it around her head, and rubbed her

go back to my room

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

but still can't take

the living room, planning to teach

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

really regretted allowing her grandfather to indulge her when she

opposite her father and said

"Why?"

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

if you were not the father" Donald

he was still angry

Patrick was not the kids' father, Donald would chase him

why her father was angry, so she explained, "I mean I feel a little uneasy to

this kind of

was a student yesterday,

are always imagining" Donald glared at

"Dinner's ready:"

pot of soup from the kitchen and shouted towards

eat.We'll

meal,

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

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

round table, unlike the long one in the Hopkins

it was smaller, it

for the plain cooking.Have

middle and greeted Patrick

her and then

the Hopkins family, but

at her bowl and did not

Donald glared at her.

you doing?

contrast, Patrick was

you just say you were

She looked up.

bath, I don't feel hungry

at her

want some noodles? There's some

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

your daughter have a good meal when she's

for Betty to cook

it yourself Donald had always been strict with

kitchen? How could you let

knew very well that Christina was

Betty a lot of time to clean up the kitchen

how could she fail to cook noodles at such an

retorted recklessly, "Dad, I can cook

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

criticising Christina,

their conversation at

end, Betty cooked a

looked good, smelled good, and tasted good, Christina

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

drizzle outside had

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

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