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 still lead a happier life than

don't know anything,

and she shouted at him excitedly, Her eyes were red

had piled up in

tears glistening in the corner of his eyes,

thought of her dead

supported them by giving them money so that they could

her head and looked straight

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 to be

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

And then...

fell down and had a miscarriage as a result.My

the end,

mother died.She killed herself

was unable to

she left the Dickens Family, she had

her aunt, Betty, and lived a frugal

that her aunt would worry about her, she kept everything to

Family and the Dickens Family, but today she

the cold tombstone,

of bewilderment

She cried, loudly.

about her mother's suicide, she had always been afraid to recall as she even felt that

didn't pursue Connie's miscarriage because her mother committed suicide

insisted on marrying Connie so soon after

junior high school, she

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

her face was

slid down her cheeks as she looked helplessly at the sky

"Why…”

turned to look at

been working hard.No matter what

cried out in 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 stubborn, teary

Christina gradually stopped crying.

bearing the pain all by herself.She did not want to talk about her private affairs with

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

at her thin back and tightened his

what to say.He never knew

"Don't cry."

to say that

cold and clear, and

of your

pursed her lips, feeling that he was laughing

sobbed,

cry,’’ Patrick said after thinking for

raised her head and glared at

to spend the

ignored her glare

lowered

not a patient person, turned around

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

numb!" She yelled angrily at

that, Christina was embarrassed

squatting for too

for a moment and turned

a moment, he

are you

the man squatted down and pulled up her