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!"

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

you don't know

got so emotional after hearing his words and she shouted at him excitedly, Her

pain that had piled up in

tears glistening in the corner of

her dead

so that they

and looked straight

only three years older than me? Donald brought her home when she was only 20.He said he wanted a son, and he wanted to divorce my mother! That motherf*cker doesn't

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

And then...

forward to help me out of fear.She accidentally pushed Connie and she fell down and had a miscarriage

end,

killed herself

unable to control

since she left the Dickens Family, she had been telling herself

City with her aunt, Betty, and lived a

that her aunt would worry about her,

all these years of suffering in the Hampton Family and the

the cold tombstone, tears

eyes on her, a trace of bewilderment flashing through

She cried, loudly.

Dickens Family, about her mother's suicide, she had always been afraid to recall as she even felt that it was

committed suicide in prison, but he still insisted on marrying

hated her heartless father, who insisted on marrying Connie so soon after her mother's

junior high school, she left with her aunt.But why?

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

and her face was wet

looked helplessly

"Why…”

to me…’’ She turned to look at Patrick

so hard? I've been working hard.No matter what I do, I'll

cried out in despair and sobbed helplessly, "What did I do wrong? Tell me what I did wrong.Why

Christina gradually stopped crying.

her head away from him.She curled up, bearing the pain all by herself.She did not want to talk about

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

thin back and tightened

say.He never

"Don't cry."

managed to say

cold and clear, and it didn't sound

none of

feeling that he was laughing

wiped the tears and sobbed, building a

you cry,’’ Patrick said after

words, Christina immediately raised her head

to spend the night in

ignored her glare

dark, Christina lowered her head with a hesitant

not a patient person, turned around and was

going back, are you? You can

are numb!" She

that, Christina was

squatting

for a moment and turned to look

a moment, he

what are you

man squatted down and pulled