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.

Patrick went back to the Dickens family

control his surge of love and desire like normal young

meaningful eyes, Christina really wanted to escape from

family had quite conservative views, but she and

wrapped it around her head, and rubbed her

to my room

and

but still can't take care of

in the living room,

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

regretted allowing her grandfather to

said seriously,

"Why?"

Patrick who had been silent, and raised

were not the

he was still

the kids' father,

explained, "I mean I feel

had this kind of

she was a student yesterday, but suddenly, she

are always imagining" Donald glared

"Dinner's ready:"

last pot of soup from the kitchen and shouted towards

little to eat.We'll go out

home-cooking meal, with three dishes and a

Betty wanted to go to the market to buy more ingredients, but she delayed because she took Patrick's shirt to the cleaner, and it was already raining heavily before she went

that Donald and Mrs.Dickens came back

sat at the round table, unlike the

it was smaller, it made the

me for the plain

in the middle and greeted Patrick

and then started eating as gracefully

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

her bowl

Donald glared at her.

are you

was much better-mannered

you were

She looked up.

took a hot bath, I don't

looked at her

you want some noodles? There's some beef

about to say yes, but

daughter have a good meal when

said and motioned for Betty

it yourself Donald had always been strict with

my kitchen? How could

knew very well that

of time to

how could she fail to cook noodles at such

recklessly, "Dad,

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

them criticising Christina, Patrick remained

much affection or disgust for the Dickens family, but their conversation at the dinner table was

the end, Betty cooked a bowl of

smelled good, and tasted

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

drizzle outside

chatted in the living room, but Christina felt a little

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