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.

kept each other company, but not long after, her grandfather

she had cried and begged for

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

person closest to her, but on top of that, her whole family treated her like she was a

cried helplessly, but no one cared about

  Even now, Patricia missed her grandfather so much that her eyes immediately turned red

aggrieved because of her

"Let me go!"

shouted at her father in such a loud

and finally broke free from her

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

time someone mentioned her grandfather's death, she felt so suffocated that she

so flustered that she could barely see anything in front

reached the door, she bumped into

raised her head to look at the person who was standing in

eyes, but she recognized him

step back, wishing she could disappear on the

him to see her in such a state after their

as she took a step forward, however, Zac

"Where are you going?"

voice was low, but it seemed to be mixed with a trace of pity and warmth, which made Patricia quickly

to know whether it

when she saw the indifference on his face, she felt

the one who had wanted

have any pity on her? "You left some of your

hand, Zac was carrying a suitcase of things that

Patricia felt warmth engulf her

her things here because he didn't want to see

why did she feel so comfortable and relaxed with his hand on her wrist?  ‘Patricia, are you really that desperate for love?’ She asked herself with a

regained her composure

can

her face, Zac had an indescribable

red as a rabbit's eyes at the moment, and her eyelashes were

corners of her mouth would make anyone feel inexplicably

"You..."

he opened his mouth to speak, he was interrupted

why are you

Sullivan saw Zac, there

anger in his tone