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!"

a powerful military, and political family.Even if your mother died of

don't

she shouted at him excitedly, Her eyes were red as she recalled the Dickens Family, clenching her

that had piled up in her heart

glistening in the corner of his eyes, "My mother

thought of her dead mother made her

mother supported them by giving them money so that they could go to college in the city.In the end, Connie, that b*tch, seduced

her head and looked straight at

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

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

And then...

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 that.He sent

the end, she

died.She killed

was unable to control

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

with her aunt, Betty, and lived a

that her aunt would worry about her,

in the Hampton Family and the Dickens

tombstone, tears rolling down

fixed his eyes on her, a trace of bewilderment

She cried, loudly.

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

didn't pursue Connie's miscarriage because her mother committed suicide in prison, but he still insisted on

insisted on marrying Connie so

transferring to a junior high school, she left with

Cory do the same to me? He cheated on me.He was with Carrie.Why Connie's sister? They were like ghosts,

her face was

slid down her cheeks as she looked helplessly at the sky

"Why…”

this to me…’’ She turned to look at

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

"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, teary

Christina gradually stopped crying.

herself.She did not want to talk about her private affairs with others,

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

looked at her thin back and

didn't know what to say.He never knew

"Don't cry."

to

cold and clear, and it

none of

lips, feeling that

the tears and sobbed, building a wall

cry,’’ Patrick said after thinking

immediately raised her

to spend the night

glare

was dark, Christina lowered her

patient person, turned around and

enough? You're not going back,

She yelled angrily

that, Christina was

had been squatting for too

moment and turned to

moment, he felt

are

the man squatted down and pulled up