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.

other company,

had cried and begged for her grandfather to come

fault for not discovering her grandfather's illness in time.At

was bad enough that she had lost the person closest to her, but

no one

missed her grandfather so much that her eyes

she felt aggrieved because

"Let me go!"

first time that she shouted

and finally broke free from her father's

vision, she turned around and

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

flustered that she could

she bumped into

raised her head to look at the person who

but she recognized him at a

step back, wishing

see her in such a

soon as she took a step forward,

"Where are you going?"

with a trace

to know whether it was just

on his face, she felt like slapping

was the one who had wanted to get

on

a suitcase of things that she had left behind

sudden, Patricia felt

here because he

hand on her wrist?  ‘Patricia, are you really that desperate for love?’ She asked

regained her composure and looked

can

tears on her face, Zac had an indescribable feeling come

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

at the corners of her mouth would make

"You..."

he opened his mouth to speak, he was

are you here? Come

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

no anger in his tone