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!"

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

don't know

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

pain that had piled up in her

raged, tears glistening in the corner

of her dead mother

by giving them money so that they could go to college in

raised her head and looked straight

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

poor boy back then.He was appreciated and nurtured by my grandfather.That is why he has gotten the wealth and power he possesses today.I hate him, I

And then...

pushed Connie and she fell down and had a miscarriage as a result.My father sent my

the end,

killed herself

was unable to

Dickens Family, she had been telling herself to be patient

A City with her aunt, Betty, and lived a

about

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

tombstone, tears rolling

eyes on her, a trace of bewilderment flashing

She cried, loudly.

mother's suicide, she had always been afraid to

pursue Connie's miscarriage because her mother committed suicide in

heartless father, who insisted on marrying Connie so

a junior high school,

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

face was

down her cheeks as she looked

"Why…”

She turned to look

a warm home.Why is it so hard? I've been working hard.No matter what I

do wrong? Tell me what I did wrong.Why did they do this to me…’’ Patrick

Christina gradually stopped crying.

from him.She curled up, bearing the pain all by herself.She did not want to talk about her private affairs with others, because they

saw Donald and the two sisters, she was filled with hatred!

looked at her thin back and tightened his right

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

"Don't cry."

to say that

was cold and clear, and it didn't sound comforting at

none of

feeling that he

the tears and sobbed, building

cry,’’ Patrick said after thinking for a

words, Christina immediately raised her head and glared

to spend

her glare and urged

was dark, Christina lowered her head with a

a patient person, turned around

You're not going back, are you? You can stay here alone

legs are numb!" She yelled angrily at

Christina was

been squatting

paused for a moment and turned to look at her

moment, he felt

are

man squatted down and