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!"

this, Patrick scolded 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

you don't

hearing his words and she shouted at him excitedly, Her eyes were

pain that had piled up

glistening in the corner of his eyes, "My

dead mother made her shed

that they could go to college in the city.In the end, Connie, that

head and

than me? Donald brought her home when she was only 20.He said he wanted a son, and he

appreciated and nurtured by my grandfather.That is

And then...

fell down and had a miscarriage as a result.My father sent my mother to prison because of that.He sent my mother, his wife to prison.Can

end, she

died.She killed

unable to control her

she left the Dickens Family, she had been

with her aunt, Betty, and lived a

her aunt would worry about her, she kept

Family and the Dickens Family, but

cold tombstone, tears rolling down the

on her, a trace of

She cried, loudly.

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

mother committed suicide in prison, but he still insisted

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

junior high school, she

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

slid down her cheeks as she looked helplessly at

"Why…”

this to me…’’ She turned to

so hard? I've been working hard.No matter what I do, I'll do my best.But why

and sobbed helplessly, "What did I do wrong? Tell me what I did wrong.Why did they do this to me…’’

Christina gradually stopped crying.

him.She curled up, bearing the pain all by herself.She did not want

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

at her thin back

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

"Don't cry."

to say that

cold and clear, and it didn't

of your

feeling that he was laughing at

the tears and sobbed, building a

when you cry,’’ Patrick said after thinking for a long

immediately raised her head

back.Do you want to spend the

her glare and

it was dark, Christina lowered her head with a hesitant

a patient person, turned around and was

have you had enough? You're not going back, are you?

are numb!" She yelled

that, Christina was

had been squatting for too

a moment and turned to look at her reddish side

a moment, he felt

what are

as the man squatted down and pulled up her