Remarry My Ex-wife: Love Heals A Broken Heart

Hearing that, Patricia snapped out of her trance.

In the nick of time, she'd blocked Lyndsy's slap with the documents she had on hand.

Raising her chin, she said condescendingly, "Lyndsy, please watch your words!"

She was no longer the weak woman of the Sampson family who allowed others to bully her.

She had nothing to do with the Sampson family members anymore, and she definitely wouldn't be tolerating any further abuse from Lyndsy.

Lyndsy withdrew her hand testily, snorted, and said sarcastically, "Did I say something wrong? Both you and your mother are bitches! Your mother only seduced my father so that she could become the hostess of the Sampson family household.And now, here you are.You've already divorced Zac, yet you're still bothering him.Can you be any more of a bitch? Did you really think..."

The more Lyndsy spoke, the more excited she became.

And the more excited she became, the more expressive her face was, and right now, all Patricia saw was animosity written all over it.

"Slap!"

Before she could finish her sentence, Patricia had raised her hand and slapped her across the face.

"Lyndsy, I'm warning you.Watch your mouth! You are the daughter of the Sampson family.Don't act like a shrew!"

Patricia cast a cold glance at Lyndsy, a faint sneer crossing her face.

Lyndsy screamed in pain.

She covered her flushed face with her hand and stared at Patricia in rage.

"You bitch! How dare you hit me? I am...I'm going to beat you to death!" Lyndsy flew into a rage.

Patricia had now slapped her twice across the face and had even called her a shrew.

Unable to swallow her anger, she raised her hand, intending to pounce on Patricia.

Seeing that Lyndsy was about to lunge at her, Patricia nimbly side-stepped her and gracefully ended up behind Lyndsy.

Lyndsy, unable to control her body, bumped into the railing.

She screeched when she felt a sharp pain in her belly.

"Patricia, you bitch! How dare you push me from behind! Are you trying to kill me? You are so despicable!"

So furious was she that she had no qualms placing a fabricated charge on Patricia.Upon hearing this, Patricia snorted.

Staring at Lyndsy coldly, she warned, "Lyndsy, don't talk nonsense.You couldn't keep your footing earlier when you lunged at me.I didn't do anything to harm you!"

Patricia hadn't done anything, but it didn't mean that she wouldn't have lost her temper.

had insulted her just now, which had infuriated

since she had

want to murder me.I’m going to tell everyone about this

pushing the falsified

felt it was

couldn't help from

began thinking that Yolanda had spoiled Lyndsy so much that she had now lost her

for Patricia to kill Lyndsy, but

Patricia's sneer irritated Lyndsy.

in a rage and posed in a manner that said she was ready to

her phone

the caller ID, Lyndsy bit her lower lip

and see.I'll never forget what happened today.I won't let you

off, Lyndsy left after

off in a hurry, Patricia

take Lyndsy's words

why Lyndsy left

with

the doorbell again, but there was no

was not until she had rung the doorbell for the tenth time that

"Why are you here?"

and saw a bag of groceries in Zac's

tousled as if he had fought

been so busy that you forgot the matter

she gently raised the

Zac who had ordered her to come over to the Oakleaf Villa to discuss the cooperation

"You..."

heard her reply, his face

a low

if she purposefully went against my wishes!’ He sent her a message saying that he wanted to meet at her home instead.But she didn't

so I didn't see your

giving Zac

the stuff in

mocking smile appeared on her face.After she saw Lyndsy here moments ago and heard Zac's words now, she realized Zac was nice to

who had been slapped by Patricia a couple of days ago, he had changed his mind on their place

the sneer on her face,

his eyes and stared at her, wondering how

market to buy food ingredients for her, but she didn't appreciate

“Come in,"

as he didn't want to waste

her to open the door and entered the

Patricia quickly followed him

she opened the file and started talking