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!"

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

don't know

excitedly, Her eyes

up in her heart made

tears glistening in the corner

thought of her dead mother made her shed

in the mountains.My mother supported them by giving them money so that they could go to college in

head and looked straight at Patrick,

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

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

And then...

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 that.He sent my mother, his

end, she

mother died.She killed herself in

to control

she had been telling herself to be patient and

A City with her aunt, Betty,

about her, she

and the Dickens

hugged the cold tombstone, tears rolling down the

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

She cried, loudly.

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

mother committed suicide in prison,

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

junior high school, she left with her aunt.But

did Cory do the same to me? He cheated on me.He was with Carrie.Why Connie's

her face was wet

her cheeks as she looked helplessly at

"Why…”

do this to me…’’ She turned to

it so hard? I've been working hard.No matter

"What did I do wrong? Tell me what I did wrong.Why did they do this to me…’’ Patrick remained silent, looking at her stubborn,

Christina gradually stopped crying.

all by herself.She did not want

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

looked at her thin back

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

"Don't cry."

to say

cold and clear, and it didn't sound

of your

lips, feeling that

tears and sobbed, building

look ugly when you cry,’’ Patrick said after thinking for a

words, Christina immediately raised her head and glared

to spend

her glare

it was dark, Christina lowered her

a patient person, turned

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

legs are numb!" She

Christina

squatting

paused for a moment and turned to look at her reddish side

a moment,

what are

squatted down