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!"

you are the 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

you don't know

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

pain that had piled up in her heart made

corner of his eyes, "My mother

her dead mother

so that they could go to college in the city.In the end, Connie,

head and looked

brought her home when she was only 20.He said he

appreciated and nurtured by my grandfather.That is why he has gotten the wealth

And then...

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 my

end,

killed

was unable to control her

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

her aunt, Betty, and

would worry about her,

Family and the Dickens Family,

hugged the cold tombstone, tears rolling down

her, a trace of bewilderment flashing through his cold

She cried, loudly.

afraid to recall as she even felt that it was herself

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

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

high school, she left with her aunt.But

Cory do the same to me? He cheated on me.He was

face was wet with

looked helplessly at the sky with blurry

"Why…”

She turned to look at Patrick in

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

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.

turned her head away from him.She curled up, bearing the pain all by herself.She did not want to talk

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

at her thin back

know what to say.He never

"Don't cry."

to say

cold and clear, and

none of

lips, feeling that he

tears and sobbed, building a

when you cry,’’ Patrick said after thinking for a long

his words, Christina immediately raised her head

want to spend the night

ignored her glare and urged her

it was dark, Christina lowered her head with a hesitant

was not a patient person, turned around and

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

numb!" She yelled angrily at

Christina

had been squatting for

turned to look at her reddish

moment,

are

man squatted down and