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.

that they wouldn't break off all relations when she saw Patrick went back to the Dickens family with Christina, but he was a cold and rational

surge of love

with meaningful eyes, Christina

family had quite conservative views, but she and Patrick were

wrapped it around her head, and rubbed her

back to

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

but still can't

the living room, planning to

girls were obedient, quiet, and decent, but Christina

her grandfather to indulge her when she was

said seriously, "Dad,

"Why?"

at Patrick who had been

easier if you were not the father" Donald said

still

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

was angry, so she explained, "I mean I

always had this kind

was a student yesterday, but suddenly,

you are always imagining" Donald

"Dinner's ready:"

of soup from the kitchen and

eat.We'll go out for

home-cooking meal, with three

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

call and was informed that Donald and Mrs.Dickens came

unlike

it was smaller, it

me for the plain cooking.Have

middle and greeted

nodded at her and then started eating as gracefully as

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

at her bowl and did

Donald glared at her.

you doing?

Patrick was

you were

She looked up.

hot bath,

at her

you want some noodles? There's some beef in the

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

daughter have a good meal when she's

motioned for Betty to cook

yourself Donald had always been strict with

do you want to destroy my kitchen? How could you let Christina cook?" She

that Christina was a

of time to clean

you didn't indulge her, how could she

"Dad, I

But it tasted bad.

"Shut up."

Donald was furious.

criticising Christina, Patrick remained

or disgust for the Dickens family, but their conversation at the dinner table was quite harmonious, at least

Betty cooked a bowl of

smelled good, and tasted good, Christina had no

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

drizzle outside had gradually

living room, but Christina felt a little dizzy

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