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!"

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

don't

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

piled up in her heart

the corner of his eyes, "My mother committed

dead

them by giving them money so that they could go to

raised her head and looked

know that Connie was only three years older than me? Donald brought her home when she was only 20.He said he

nurtured by my grandfather.That is why he has gotten the wealth and power he possesses today.I hate him,

And then...

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

the end, she

killed

unable to control

Family, she had been telling herself to be patient and

A City with her aunt,

would worry about her, she

years of suffering in the Hampton Family and

the cold tombstone, tears

a trace of

She cried, loudly.

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

because her mother committed suicide in prison, but

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

high school, she

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

her face

her cheeks as she looked helplessly at the sky

"Why…”

me…’’ She turned to look

hard? I've been working hard.No matter what I do, I'll do

out in despair and sobbed helplessly, "What did I do wrong? Tell me what I did

Christina gradually stopped crying.

pain all by herself.She did not want to talk about

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

looked at her thin back and

never

"Don't cry."

managed to say

was cold and clear, and

of

pursed her lips, feeling that he was

wiped the tears and sobbed,

Patrick said

immediately raised

want to spend the night in

glare and urged

it was dark, Christina lowered her head with a hesitant

was not a patient person, turned around and was

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

are numb!" She yelled angrily

that, Christina was

had been squatting for

and turned

a moment,

are

as the man squatted down and pulled