Spoil My Errant Wife

‘‘Missing?’’ 

After leaving the Dickens Family, she did not return to the hotel and was nowhere to be found.

"What the hell is Christina doing? She's not picking up her cell phone.Is she doing this on purpose?"

Charles, who was also looking for her, complained.

Patrick looked at the sun slowly setting in the west.

Emotions were restrained on his cold face and he was a little agitated.

"Patrick"

Chandler hurriedly parked in front of the hotel and said to him, sticking his head out of the window, "We found her.She's in the cemetery..."

‘‘Cemetery?’’

 As soon as Patrick and others arrived at the cemetery, they recognized the woman squatting in front of the stone tablet in the west cemetery area.

It was Christina.

Patrick's face was complicated as he stumped towards her.

"Christina! Can you stop?!"

He stood by her side and said coldly to her with anger, "Are you deliberately making others worried and trying to satisfy your vanity by making everyone frantically look for you? Christina, don't play the game of hide-and-seek anymore.If something happens to the child, you can't afford it."

"I know! I know! I'm just a tool for you to have children!"

She suddenly raised her head and shouted excitedly with a resentful look.

Patrick looked into her red eyes, frowning.

He glanced at the tombstone in front of her.

The name Mary was engraved on it, which was her mother's grave.

As the sun began to set in the west, the day darkened.

They looked at each other in silence.

In this gloomy cemetery, it seemed a little strange...

For a long time, Patrick said coldly, "Go back"

His voice sounded much calmer than before.

Without responding to him, Christina still squatted in front of the tombstone and refused to leave.

Patrick lowered his eyes and looked at her thin body.

He was a little annoyed and yelled, "Christina, what the hell is wrong with you? Don't be so childish.I have no patience with women!"

"Come back with me!" he repeated.

"Leave me alone."

With her head down, she stared at the black-and-white picture of her mother on the tombstone, trying to fight back tears in her eyes.

Patrick was furious and said, "Your mother has been dead for six years.Don't be so dramatic.I don't have that much time for you.Come back with me now!"

Patrick, who really didn't have much patience with women, bent down and pulled her up.

Christina, however, with red eyes, held her mother's tombstone tightly and refused to let it go for no reason.

"No! No!"

in anger, "Christina, you are the spoiled daughter of one of the richest families in C City, and your mother is the daughter of the Eisenhowers, a powerful military, and political family.Even if your mother died of illness, Donald married another woman, you still lead a happier life than many people.Stop being sad.You

don't

emotional after hearing his words and she shouted at him excitedly, Her eyes were red as she

that had piled up in her heart made her

in the corner of his eyes, "My mother committed

her dead mother

and Carrie were poor students in the mountains.My mother supported them by giving them money so that they could

raised her head and looked straight at Patrick, shouting

when she was only 20.He said he wanted a son, and he wanted to divorce my mother!

then.He was appreciated and nurtured by my grandfather.That is why he has gotten the

And then...

Connie and she fell down and had a miscarriage as a result.My father sent my mother to prison because of that.He sent

the end,

mother died.She killed herself in

to

she had been telling herself

her

would worry about her, she kept

in the Hampton Family and

tombstone, tears

his eyes on her, a trace of bewilderment flashing through his cold and steady

She cried, loudly.

she had always been afraid to recall as she even felt

committed suicide in prison, but he

father, who insisted on marrying Connie so soon after her mother's death.She

transferring to a junior high school, she left with her aunt.But

me? He cheated on me.He was with Carrie.Why Connie's sister? They were like ghosts, haunting me, making me

sobbed, and her face was wet with

looked helplessly at the

"Why…”

me…’’ She turned to look at Patrick in front of

I want is a warm home.Why is it so hard? I've been working hard.No matter what I do,

me what I

Christina gradually stopped crying.

up, bearing the pain all by herself.She did not want to talk

filled with hatred! In this desolate cemetery, her thin shoulders were shining in the reflected rays of

her thin back and tightened his right

what to say.He never knew how to comfort people,

"Don't cry."

managed to

and it didn't sound comforting at

of your

lips, feeling that

tears and sobbed,

you cry,’’ Patrick said after thinking for a

immediately raised her head and glared

you want to spend the

ignored her glare

lowered her

a patient person, turned around and was about to

not going back, are you? You can stay

legs are numb!" She

that, Christina was embarrassed

squatting for

turned to look

moment,

are

shocked as the man squatted down and pulled up her