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, but not long

cried and begged for her grandfather

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

her, but on top of that, her whole family

no one cared about

Patricia missed her

felt aggrieved because of her

"Let me go!"

time that she shouted at her father in such

and finally broke free from her father's

around and ran to the door as

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

that she could barely see anything in front

reached the door, she bumped into a tall

head to look at the person who was

her eyes, but she

quickly took a step back, wishing she could disappear

want him to see her in such a

a step forward, however,

"Where are you going?"

mixed with a trace of pity

whether it was

on his face, she

who had

would he have any pity on her? "You left some

a suitcase of things that she had left behind in the

a sudden, Patricia felt warmth

obvious that he had brought her things here because he didn't want to

relaxed with his hand on her wrist?  ‘Patricia, are you really

regained her composure and looked into his

can leave

on her face, Zac had an indescribable

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

at the corners of her mouth would make anyone feel inexplicably

"You..."

speak, he was interrupted

why are you here? Come on

Zac, there was a

was no anger in