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.

all relations when she saw Patrick went back to the Dickens family with Christina,

surge of love and desire

by her aunt with meaningful eyes, Christina really wanted

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

reached for the big towel, wrapped it around

back to my room

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

already a mother but still can't

the living room, planning to teach Christina a

and decent, but Christina was always

really regretted allowing her grandfather to indulge

on the sofa opposite her father and said seriously, "Dad, it's

"Why?"

Patrick who had been silent, and raised

if you were not the father"

still angry

was not the kids' father, Donald

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

this kind of

yesterday, but suddenly, she had been

you are always imagining" Donald

"Dinner's ready:"

of soup from

grab a little to eat.We'll go out for

meal, with three

delayed because she took Patrick's shirt to the cleaner, and it was already raining heavily before she went to

Donald and Mrs.Dickens came

sat at the round table, unlike the long one

was smaller, it made the family

the

in the middle and greeted

and then started eating as gracefully as

table etiquette by the

stared at her bowl and

Donald glared at her.

you doing?

was

just say you were hungry?" Betty

She looked up.

took a hot bath, I don't feel

looked at

There's some

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

daughter have a good meal when she's

said and motioned for Betty to cook

Donald had always been strict with Christina. Betty

kitchen? How could

well that Christina was a

time to clean up

how could she fail to cook noodles

retorted recklessly, "Dad, I can

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

criticising Christina,

for the Dickens family, but their conversation at the dinner table was quite harmonious, at least Patrick felt more comfortable

cooked a

smelled good, and tasted good, Christina had

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

drizzle outside

in the living room, but Christina felt a little

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