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.

them kept each other company, but not long

days, she had cried and begged for her grandfather

the blame on her, thinking that it was her fault for not discovering her grandfather's illness in time.At that time, she had been

she had lost the person closest to her, but on top of

cried helplessly, but no one cared

kept on blaming her.  Even now, Patricia missed her grandfather so much that her

because

"Let me go!"

was the first time that she shouted at her father in such a

strength and

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

she felt so

flustered that she could barely

she bumped into a tall

raised her head to look at the person who was standing

her eyes, but she recognized him

step back, wishing she could disappear

didn't want him to see her in

forward, however,

"Where are you going?"

was low, but it seemed to be mixed with a trace of pity and

it was just her illusion or

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

who had wanted to

he have any pity on her? "You left some

his other hand, Zac was carrying a suitcase of things

Patricia felt warmth engulf her

obvious that he had brought her things here because he didn't want to

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

composure and looked into

can leave

on her face, Zac had an indescribable

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

smile at the corners of her mouth would make

"You..."

to speak, he was interrupted by Sullivan, who walked over

why are you

soon as Sullivan saw Zac, there was a

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