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

had cried and begged for

whole family all put 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 only six

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

cried helplessly, but no one cared

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

because

"Let me go!"

that she shouted at her father

her strength and

turned around and ran to the door as if she was

her grandfather's death, she felt so suffocated that she wanted

so flustered that she could barely see anything in front of

the door, she bumped into a tall man’s

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

clouded her eyes, but she recognized

quickly took a step back, wishing she could disappear on

see her in such a state after their

took a step forward, however, Zac grabbed her

"Where are you going?"

seemed to be mixed with a trace of pity and warmth, which made Patricia quickly look up at

whether it was just

indifference on

who had wanted to

would he have any pity on her? "You

his other hand, Zac was carrying a suitcase of things

sudden, Patricia

because he didn't want

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

she regained her composure and looked

can

face, Zac had an

  Patricia's beautiful eyes were as red as a rabbit's eyes at the

the corners of her mouth

"You..."

mouth to speak, he was interrupted by Sullivan,

why are you

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

no anger in his tone or