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.

back to the Dickens family with Christina, but he was a cold

his surge of love and desire like normal young

her aunt with meaningful eyes, Christina really wanted

had quite conservative views, but she and Patrick were so bold just

it

go back to my

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

already a mother but still can't take care of

Donald sat in the living room, planning to

quiet, and decent, but Christina was always

grandfather to indulge her when she

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

"Why?"

angrily, looked at Patrick who had been silent,

you were not the

was still angry with

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

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

had this kind of

yesterday,

imagining" Donald

"Dinner's ready:"

out the last pot of soup from the

eat.We'll go

typical home-cooking meal, with

took Patrick's shirt to the cleaner,

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

the round table, unlike the long one in

smaller, it made

the plain

in the middle

nodded at her and then started eating as gracefully

the table etiquette by the Hopkins family, but

her bowl and did not

Donald glared at her.

are you

was much better-mannered

just say you were hungry?"

She looked up.

bath,

looked at

some noodles? There's some beef in the

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

your daughter have a

for Betty

been strict with Christina.

my kitchen? How could you let Christina

very well that Christina was

of time to clean

didn't indulge her, how could she fail to cook noodles at

"Dad,

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

them criticising Christina, Patrick remained

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

Betty cooked

good, smelled good, and tasted good, Christina

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

drizzle outside had gradually

Mrs.Dickens and Christina chatted in the living room, but Christina felt a little dizzy maybe because she had a cold.She

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