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,

she had cried and begged

that it was her fault for not discovering her grandfather's illness in time.At that time,

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

helplessly, but no

  Even now, Patricia missed her

she felt aggrieved because

"Let me go!"

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

and

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

death, she felt so suffocated that she wanted to flee the

could barely

she bumped into

to look at the person who was standing in front of

her eyes, but she recognized

step back, wishing she could disappear

see her in such

a step forward, however, Zac grabbed her wrist

"Where are you going?"

to be mixed with a trace of pity

it was just her illusion

the indifference on

was the one who had wanted to

have any pity on her? "You left

other hand, Zac was carrying a suitcase of things that she had left behind in

Patricia felt

had brought her things here because he didn't

  ‘Patricia, are you really that desperate for love?’ She asked herself with a bitter smile

her composure and looked

can leave

face, Zac had an indescribable

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

of her mouth would make anyone

"You..."

he opened his mouth to speak, he was interrupted by Sullivan, who walked over

why are you

Sullivan saw Zac, there was

no anger in his