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.

each other company,

she had cried and begged

family all put the blame on her, thinking that it was her fault for not discovering her

to her, but on top

but no one cared about

missed

felt aggrieved because of her father’s

"Let me go!"

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

and finally broke free from

blurring her vision, she turned around and

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

that she could barely

door, she bumped into a tall man’s

the person who

her eyes, but she recognized him at

wishing she could disappear

her in

took a step forward, however, Zac grabbed

"Where are you going?"

seemed to be mixed with a trace of pity and warmth, which

know whether it

the indifference on his face, she felt like slapping

had wanted to get a

pity on

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

of a sudden, Patricia felt warmth engulf her

because he didn't

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

regained her composure

can

tears on her face, Zac had an indescribable

was something like regret, mixed with sympathy.  Patricia's beautiful eyes were as red as

the smile at the corners of her mouth

"You..."

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

why are you here? Come

Zac, there was a 180-degree

was no anger in his