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Chapter 22

    Chapter 22


    Christina sat alone on the nk of the small inner room of the cave dwelling, looking down at her t


    abdomen with a sullen expression. Thinking of Patrick’s words, she pulled a long face,


    “Christina, don’t be angry with your husband” Anna walked in slowly and kindly advised.


    Christina immediately retorted, “He’s not my husband!”


    Husband! She was unable to stand hearing that Patrick was her husband.


    Anna said with a smile, “It happens that couples have conflicts. Sometimes men are dull and not good


    at expressing themselves. Communication solves


    misunderstandings.”


    Christina remained silent.


    ‘Did Charles just say that the person who took her away was not sent by


    Patrick?


    Is it true? But he was so mean to me in the hospital before. She thought to herself.


    “Drink while it’s hot. Don’t starve the baby in your belly.” Anna handed her arge porcin bowl of


    ck bean stewed eel.


    Christina looked up at the soup with hesitation.


    “Your husband cooked this for you himself. Come on, drink it quickly.”


    Anna Smiled kindly and urged. Thinking of Patrick, she couldn’t help but exim. “Your husband is


    really handsome. He has such a good temperament, way better than my husband”


    Anna, who was not well-educated, could only describe Patrick as handsome.


    Christina’s face immediately darkened and she said angrily, “When he’s angry.


    he yells me” Anna was blinded by


    Patrick’s appearance


    The more she thought about it, the


    angrier she became. She red at the big bowl of ck beaneel soup in front of her grumpily.


    Why should I starve myself?” I thought.


    Christina took the bowl in Anna’s hand with a straight face and stuffed it into her mouth with a spoon,


    cursing Patrick in her heart.


    “Your wife is really.. sassy.” Charles could not help but sigh outside the drapery of the door.


    Originally, he was worried that little Christina would refuse to eat, but he Was surprised to see that she


    was wolfing down the soup, treating it as hеr еnету.


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    Patrick didn’t say anything, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.


    Christina quickly finished the big bowl of soup and was in a particrly happy


    mood. She smiled brightly at Anna, “Thank you.”


    She beamed a smile, with two shallow dimples on her fair cheeks. Patrick looked at her and lost his


    mind for a


    moment.


    heard


    “Who’s outside?” Anna something and called out.


    Charles, who was caught red-handed. pursed his lips awkwardly. “Well.


    Patrick was worried.” As soon as he spoke, he turned around and saw Patrick was out of sight, only to


    realize that he had left


    Christina snorted at Charles outside the door, “Standing outside eavesdropping on women, Charles,


    You bastard.”


    Charles looked depressed and wanted to teach her a lesson!


    But… Christina, the witch, domineered over them relying on Patrick


    There was only a wooden bed in the cave, which was originally where Mr. and Anna slept. They gave


    up the bed to Christina to rest, but she refused,


    “Christina, aren’t you thick-skinned? Why do you want to sleep on hay with us tonight? Charles teased


    her coldly.


    Christina shot an angry nce at him, ignored him, and went to the corner to sit on a haystack and


    take a nap.


    It was already 12 o’clock. Patrick and


    the others had burned three fires in


    the empty hall of the cave. They sat cross-legged near the fire and their wet clothes had been dried.


    But the wind was howling outside the door, apanied by heavy rain. This horrible and strange voice


    had been ranging all night making them sleepless.


    Huddled, Christina leaned back against the wall, holding hers knees.


    She was very sleepy. She bent over and buried her head between her knees. She soon fell asleep with


    her mind in a


    fog


    Unable to fall asleep. Charles and others were talking


    All of a sudden, Patrick gave them a


    look, then they noticed that Christina was asleep and immediately shut up.


    One of themelbowed Charles in shock and asked incoherently. “Did Mr.


    Hopkins get struck by lightning?”


    Charles looked at Patrick with a twisted expression


    Mr. Shepherd reminded them seriously, “Don’t offend that witch.


    Patrick stood up and approached Christina. He sat beside her by the hay and gazed down at her.


    Christina leaned against the wall with her head rested on her knees. She


    tilted her head, her face pale and


    haggard, and a few loose strands of hair hanging from her forehead.


    Patrick reached out and smoothed a few strands of her messy hair on her


    forehead, and he did not notice that he


    was extremely gentle


    He touched her face with his big hand.


    Feeling it was cold, he put his coat on her and looked at her in a daze.


    She looked very sweet and quiet when


    she fell asleep.


    But she was a tough women when she woke up.


    Suddenly, there was a loud bang.


    The shabby and thick wooden door in front of them was opened by the strong wind because it was not


    locked,


    The three small fires were instantly extinguished by the strong wind and rain, and the gas and oilmp


    above the hall was blown down and smashed.


    In an instant, the cave was pitch ck


    Christina shuddered at the sudden loud noise


    “Don’t move.” Adecp voice sounded in


    her ear.


    The warm masculine scent brushed her checks, making her skin itchy.


    Christina was even more flustered, “Why is he sitting next to me?” she wondered.


    She pushed him away instinctively, but Patrick held her even tighter. “Don’t


    move. The oilmp is broken, and debris is scattered all over the floor.” He added in a deep voice, and


    his tone somewhat helpless


    Soon, Charles and the others locked


    the door and found a lighter to light the previous fire. Only then did the cave


    get light again


    “Hehe “Charles Smirked.


    The mes danced in the fire and reflected on the man and woman in the


    Corner


    Christina looked at these men with a curious look, her cheeks flushed, and she struggled, gritting her


    teeth and whispering, “Let go of me!” She was


    embarrassed.


    “Just ignore them.”


    Inexplicably. Patrick hugged her and Suiddenly felt reluctant to let go. He looked down at her stubborn


    and clear cyes, and coaxed, “Close your eye and sleep. Don’t make a fuss.


    Christina was angry.


    “Let go of me,” she resisted in a low voice, not daring to speak too loudly.


    Bewildered, Patrick didn’t know what to do for a moment. He really didn’t know much about women.


    After a moment of silence, he suddenly


    reached out and stroked her head,


    trying to calm her down.


    Christina’s face darkened.


    Charles and the others turned around sensibly. thinking that they would turn a dealear if Patrick did


    something rashi tonight.


    It was a long night, and gradually everyone closed their eyes and fell asleep listening to the roaring


    wind


    and rain outside the door.


    But Christina couldn’t sleep at all!


    “Go away.” She still insisted on pushing away the man beside her.


    But she could not break free from Patrick at all


    The helplessness and grievance came in Christina’s heart in waves. She did


    not like to be affected. But on the rainy


    might her eyes were wet with tears


    She was too embarr.issed to wake anyone up and said angrily in a low voice, “Patrick. youe of a


    very good family and everyone obeys you, but what did I do wrong? Somehow I slept with you and got


    pregnant, and I was taken to the civil affairs bureau like a prisoner to get your license. What do you


    thinkm..”


    She choked, “Then you said you didn’t want this child. I know I’m out of your league, but why did you


    do this to me!”


    She tried ter best to suppress her voice, but Patrick could hear it clearly. and he trembled.


    He looked down at her, and the weak me reflected on Christina’s face,


    which was holding backtears.


    She wasn’t affected. She tried her best to resist whenever she was unhappy


    Patrick’s cyes shed with mixed emotions. He loosened his grip on her slightly…


    Suddenly, something urred on Christina and she nervously pulled him back. “1. i don’t want to abort


    this child!” Her voice trembled.


    “Patrick, I don’t want to abort this child. If you don’t want the child, I can raise him myself. I can’t


    provide the best environment, but I will do my best.”


    She sped his arm tightly and pleaded humbly, “I want to keep this


    child. i beg you.” Tears welled up in hercyes


    With deep eyes, Patrick bent down his head and impatiently kissed her trembling lips. In an instant, she


    bit back the words she would like to have Hidand froze


    ot because he suddenly kissed her, but


    because


    “I’m sorry,” he said.


    Patrick’s voice was low and hoarse, as if it he made much effort to say these


    words.


    Christina’s heart trembled in disbelief.


    He tightened his grip and held her in his arms. They snuggled together, and


    their breath intertwined. He lowered his head and whispered in her car, “Christina, I’m sorry”


    Patrick was not used to saying sorry to others. Since he grew up, no one could make him say that, but


    thest time he was in the hospital


    He was unable exin why he cared so much. He was furious.


    Christina seemed to be frightened by him and her mind was in turmoil.


    She couldn’t believe that he apologized


    to her.


    After that no one spoke again. He held


    her tightly and did not let go. She could not get away from him. Each of them were in deep thought
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