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 if your mother died of illness, Donald married another woman, you

don't know

and she shouted at him excitedly, Her

that had piled up in her

the corner of his eyes, "My

dead mother made her shed

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

and looked straight at Patrick, shouting at

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

He was just 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,

And then...

me out of fear.She accidentally pushed Connie and she fell down and had a miscarriage as

the end, she

mother died.She killed herself

unable to

she had been

her aunt, Betty, and lived a frugal

would worry about her, she kept

in the Hampton Family and

tombstone, tears rolling

eyes on her, a trace of bewilderment

She cried, loudly.

to recall as she even felt that it was herself who killed her

pursue Connie's miscarriage because her mother committed suicide in prison, but he still insisted

hated her heartless father, who insisted on marrying Connie so

to a junior high school, she left with her

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

face was wet with

looked helplessly at the sky

"Why…”

me…’’ She turned to look at

I want is a warm home.Why is it 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,

Christina gradually stopped crying.

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

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

her thin back and tightened his right

say.He never knew how to comfort people,

"Don't cry."

to say

tone was cold and clear, and

none of your

lips, feeling that he was

tears and sobbed, building a wall

look ugly when you cry,’’ Patrick said after

Christina immediately raised her head and glared at

to spend the night in this

her glare

was dark, Christina lowered her head with

was not a patient person, turned around and

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

legs are numb!" She

that, Christina was

squatting for

paused for a moment and turned to look at her reddish

a moment, he

what are you

as the man squatted down and pulled up her