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!"

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 still lead a happier life than many people.Stop being

you don't

excitedly, Her eyes were red as

that had piled up in her heart made her

in the corner

dead mother made

in the mountains.My mother supported them by giving them money so that they could

raised her head and looked straight at Patrick, shouting

when she was only 20.He

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

And then...

and had a miscarriage as a result.My father sent my mother to prison because of that.He sent my

the end,

mother died.She killed

to control

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

to A City with her aunt, Betty, and lived a

worry about her, she

Family and the Dickens Family, but today

the cold tombstone, tears rolling down

on her, a trace of bewilderment flashing through his cold

She cried, loudly.

she had always been afraid to recall as she even felt that it

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

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

transferring to a junior high school, she left with her aunt.But

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

sobbed, and her face was wet with

slid down her cheeks as she looked

"Why…”

me…’’ She turned to look

warm home.Why is it so hard? I've been working hard.No matter what I do, I'll do my best.But

I did wrong.Why did they do this to me…’’ Patrick remained silent, looking at her stubborn,

Christina gradually stopped crying.

by herself.She did not want

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

her thin back

never knew how to comfort

"Don't cry."

managed to say

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

of your

feeling that

the tears and sobbed,

look ugly when you cry,’’ Patrick said after thinking

his words, Christina immediately raised her head and glared at

go back.Do you want to

her glare and urged her

it was dark, Christina lowered

patient person, turned around and was

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

numb!" She

Christina was

squatting for

for a moment and turned to look at her reddish side

moment, he

are

as the man squatted down