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!"

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 sad.You have no reason to do this.Get

don't know anything,

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

up in her heart made her

in the corner of his

of her dead mother

the mountains.My mother supported them by giving them money so that they could go to college

and

you 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 wanted to divorce my mother! That motherf*cker doesn't deserve

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

And then...

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 mother, his

end,

killed herself

was unable to control her

left the Dickens Family, she had been

to A City with her aunt, Betty, and

aunt would worry about her, she kept everything

in the Hampton Family and the Dickens Family, but today she

the cold tombstone,

fixed his eyes on her, a trace of bewilderment flashing through

She cried, loudly.

Dickens Family, about her mother's suicide, she had always been afraid to recall as she even felt that it was herself

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

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

school, she left with her aunt.But why?

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

face was wet

slid down her cheeks as she looked helplessly at the

"Why…”

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

working hard.No matter what I

what I did wrong.Why did they do this to me…’’ Patrick remained silent,

Christina gradually stopped crying.

pain all by herself.She did not want to talk about her private affairs with others, because they

saw Donald and the two sisters, she was filled with hatred! In this desolate cemetery,

at her thin back and tightened his right

didn't know what to say.He never knew how to comfort people,

"Don't cry."

managed to

and it didn't sound

none of your

pursed her lips, feeling that he was laughing

sobbed, building

when you cry,’’ Patrick said after

his words, Christina immediately raised her head and glared at

back.Do you want to

her glare and urged her

dark, Christina lowered her head with a

a patient person, turned around and was

back, are you? You can stay here

numb!" She yelled angrily at

Christina

been squatting for

and turned to look at her

a moment,

are you

the man squatted down and pulled