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.

company, but

cried and begged for her grandfather

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

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

cried helplessly, but no one

Even now, Patricia missed her

she felt aggrieved because

"Let me go!"

was the first time that she shouted at her father

and finally broke free from her father's

vision, she turned around and ran to

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

could barely

door, she bumped into

her head to look at the person who was standing

her eyes, but she recognized him

back, wishing she could disappear

him to see her in such a state after their

soon as she took a step forward, however, Zac grabbed her wrist and

"Where are you going?"

to be mixed with a trace of pity and

it

the indifference on

was the one who had

have any pity on her? "You

Zac was carrying a suitcase of things

a sudden, Patricia felt warmth

that he had brought her things here because he didn't

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

composure and looked into

can

face, Zac had an indescribable feeling come

mixed with sympathy.  Patricia's beautiful eyes were as red as a rabbit's eyes at the moment,

corners of her mouth would make anyone

"You..."

mouth to speak, he was interrupted by Sullivan, who

are you

Sullivan saw Zac, there was

was no anger in his tone