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!"

families in C City, and your mother is the daughter of the Eisenhowers, a powerful military, and political family.Even if

you don't know

hearing his words and she shouted at him excitedly, Her eyes were red as she recalled the Dickens Family, clenching

that had piled up in her heart made her

in the corner of

thought of her dead mother made her

money so that they could go to college in the city.In

and looked straight at

only 20.He said he wanted a son, and he wanted to divorce my mother! That motherf*cker doesn't deserve to

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

And then...

of fear.She accidentally pushed Connie and she fell down and had a miscarriage as a result.My father sent

end, she

died.She killed herself in

unable to

had been telling herself to

City with her aunt,

her aunt would worry about her, she kept everything

suffering in the Hampton Family and the Dickens

cold tombstone,

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

She cried, loudly.

she had always been afraid to recall as she even felt that it was herself who killed

pursue Connie's miscarriage because her mother committed suicide in prison, but he still

Connie so soon after her

school,

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

face was wet

slid down her cheeks as she looked helplessly at the sky with blurry

"Why…”

turned

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

me what I did wrong.Why did they do this to me…’’ Patrick remained silent, looking

Christina gradually stopped crying.

did not want to talk about her private affairs with

Donald and the two sisters, she was filled with hatred! In this desolate cemetery, her thin shoulders were shining in the reflected rays of

her thin back and tightened

didn't know what to say.He never knew how

"Don't cry."

he managed to say

and clear, and it didn't sound

none of

pursed her lips, feeling that he was laughing at

and sobbed, building a wall in

when you cry,’’ Patrick said after thinking

Christina immediately raised her

to spend the

her glare

was dark, Christina lowered her head with a

not a patient person, turned

going back, are you? You can stay here alone

are numb!" She yelled angrily

Christina

squatting

moment and turned to look at her reddish side

a moment, he felt

what are you

was shocked as the man squatted down