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.

saw Patrick went back

couldn't control his surge of love

with meaningful eyes, Christina really wanted to escape from

quite conservative views, but she and Patrick

it around her head, and

back to my

and ran into the house.She went back to her room to take a hot bath and stayed there for two hours before

still can't take

living room, planning

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

"Why?"

at Patrick who had

would be easier if you were not the father"

he was still angry

kids' father, Donald would chase

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

this kind

student yesterday, but suddenly, she had

imagining"

"Dinner's ready:"

took out the last pot of soup from the kitchen and shouted towards the living

eat.We'll

was a typical home-cooking meal, with three

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

she received a call and was informed that Donald and Mrs.Dickens came

sat at the round table, unlike the

it made the family atmosphere

for the plain cooking.Have

sat in the middle and greeted

then started eating as gracefully as

by the Hopkins family, but

stared at her bowl and did not

Donald glared at her.

are you doing?

Patrick was much better-mannered than

you were hungry?"

She looked up.

bath, I don't

looked at

want some noodles? There's some

was about to say yes, but her

your daughter have a good meal

and motioned for Betty to

Donald had always been strict with Christina.

my kitchen? How could you let Christina

that Christina was

a lot of time to

could she fail to cook

retorted recklessly, "Dad, I can cook

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

them criticising Christina, Patrick

did not have much affection or disgust for the Dickens family, but their conversation at the dinner table was

cooked a bowl of

looked good, smelled good, and tasted good, Christina had no

drank some soup and ate a little, leaving more than half of the bowl full even with beef, and she was inevitably

outside had

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

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