Remarry My Ex-wife: Love Heals A Broken Heart

Patricia had never been close to her father, not even when she was a child.

Therefore, she thought that she was indifferent to him, but now, when she heard him talk about her like she was an object, her heart ached.  It seemed that there was no one in the world that really cared for her or her feelings.

With a bitter smile at the corners of her mouth, Patricia turned around to leave, but her father grabbed her wrist and said, "Let's go to the Reynolds family's house and ask them to settle this matter! I want to see if they have the nerve to let you give up your share of the assets!"

Patricia's lips curled in disgust.

She wanted to shake off her father's hand, but his grip was too strong.

Yolanda, who had also risen to her feet, hurried over.

"Honey, don't push Patricia.I'm sure she feels bad about it.Let's talk about this later, okay?"

 "Don't put on an act here," Patricia said harshly.

She was even more annoyed after hearing Yolanda's words.

She had had enough of putting up with this woman's antics.

"What did you say? Do you dare to say that again? She is your mother! How dare you talk to her like that?"

Sullivan was trembling with anger.

He was already mad at his daughter, but she had gone too far by attacking Yolanda, so he stared at her as if she was his enemy.

"Let go of me! I can handle my own affairs.It's none of your business,"

Patricia roared impatiently.

"It's none of my business? Do you think you'd be standing in this house today if I thought your affairs were none of my business? I have always been worried about you.But what about you? What's your role in this family? All you do is make trouble for everyone!"

The more Sullivan thought of the past, the angrier he became.

"Let me tell you, Patricia.If it weren't for you, my father wouldn't have died! You're the one who killed him!"

At the mention of her grandfather, Patricia's heart ached again.

Her grandfather's face instantly appeared in her mind, like she had only seen him yesterday.

When she was a child, her parents had gotten divorced, and her mother had been forced to leave the family.

After that, Patricia had spent most of her time with her grandfather.

two of them kept each other company, but not long after, her grandfather

she had cried and begged for her

fault for not discovering her grandfather's illness in time.At that time, she had been only six

but on top of that, her whole family treated her

no one cared

they just kept on blaming her.  Even now, Patricia missed her grandfather so much that her eyes immediately turned red

felt aggrieved because of her father’s unjust

"Let me go!"

the first time that she shouted at

strength and finally broke free from

tears blurring her vision, she turned around and ran to the door as if

death, she felt

so flustered that she could barely see

reached the door, she bumped into

the person who

she recognized him

back, wishing she could disappear on the

him to see her in such a state

step forward, however, Zac grabbed her wrist

"Where are you going?"

seemed to be mixed with a trace of pity and

to know whether it was

when she saw the indifference on his face, she felt like slapping

one who had wanted to

would he have any pity on her? "You left

other hand, Zac was carrying a suitcase of things that she had left

of a sudden, Patricia

that he had brought her things here because he didn't

her wrist?  ‘Patricia, are you really that desperate for love?’

she regained her composure and looked into

can

on her face, Zac had an indescribable feeling come over

sympathy.  Patricia's beautiful eyes were as red as a rabbit's eyes at the moment, and her eyelashes were wet

the smile at the corners of her mouth would make

"You..."

opened his mouth to speak, he was interrupted by Sullivan, who walked

why are you here?

soon as Sullivan saw Zac, there was a 180-degree change

in his tone