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!"

of the richest families in C City, and your mother is the daughter of the Eisenhowers, a powerful

you don't know anything,

and she shouted at him excitedly, Her eyes were red as she recalled

had piled up in her heart

the corner of his eyes,

of her dead

so that they

she raised her head and

Connie was 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 deserve to be

Why should he? He was just a poor boy back then.He was appreciated and nurtured by my grandfather.That is

And then...

came forward to help me out of fear.She accidentally pushed Connie and she fell down and had a miscarriage as a result.My father sent my mother to prison because of

the end,

died.She killed

was unable to control

she left the Dickens Family, she had been telling herself to be patient and

to A City with her aunt, Betty, and lived a

would worry about

all these years of suffering in the Hampton Family and the Dickens Family,

tombstone,

his eyes on her, a trace of bewilderment flashing

She cried, loudly.

the Dickens Family, about her mother's suicide, she had always been afraid to recall as she

miscarriage because her mother committed suicide in prison, but he still

insisted on marrying Connie so soon after her mother's death.She completely hated the

junior high school, she left with

was

and her face was wet

down her cheeks as she looked helplessly

"Why…”

to me…’’ She turned to look

warm home.Why is it so hard? I've been working hard.No matter what I do, I'll do my best.But why did

cried out in despair and sobbed helplessly, "What did I do wrong? Tell me what I did wrong.Why did they do this to me…’’ Patrick remained silent, looking at her

Christina gradually stopped crying.

from him.She curled up, bearing the pain all by herself.She did

and the two sisters, she was filled with hatred! In this

at her thin back and tightened his

what to say.He never knew how to comfort

"Don't cry."

he managed to say

was cold and clear, and it didn't

none of

pursed her lips, feeling that

and sobbed, building a wall

you cry,’’ Patrick said after thinking

words, Christina immediately raised

to spend the night in this

ignored her glare and urged

dark, Christina lowered her

not a patient person, turned around and was

not going back, are you? You

numb!" She yelled angrily at

that, Christina

had been squatting for

moment and turned to look at her

a moment, he

what are you

the man squatted