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!"

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

don't know

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

pain that had piled up in her heart made her

tears glistening in the corner of his eyes, "My mother

thought of her dead

that they could go to college in the city.In the

her head and looked straight at Patrick, shouting at

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

he? 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, I hate him.I really

And then...

Connie.My mother came forward to help me out of fear.She accidentally pushed Connie and she fell down and had a miscarriage as a

the end,

killed

to

she had been telling herself to

with her aunt, Betty, and lived a frugal

worry about her, she kept

all these years of suffering in the Hampton Family and

cold tombstone, tears rolling

of bewilderment flashing through

She cried, loudly.

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

suicide in prison,

father, who insisted on marrying Connie so soon after

high school, she

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

face was wet

as she looked helplessly

"Why…”

do this to me…’’ She turned to look at Patrick in front of

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

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

Christina gradually stopped crying.

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

two sisters, she was filled with hatred! In this desolate cemetery, her thin shoulders were shining in

at her thin back

never knew how to comfort people,

"Don't cry."

to

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

none of

pursed her lips, feeling that he was

the tears and sobbed, building a wall in her

you cry,’’ Patrick

raised her head and glared at

to spend the

glare and

was dark, Christina lowered

a patient person, turned

back, are you? You can stay

legs are numb!" She yelled

Christina was

been squatting

paused for a moment and turned to

moment,

what are you

was shocked as the man squatted down and pulled up her