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 illness, Donald married another

you don't

at him excitedly, Her eyes were red as

pain that had piled up in her heart made her

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

dead mother made

they

she raised her head and looked straight at Patrick,

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

poor boy back then.He was appreciated and nurtured by my grandfather.That is why he

And then...

of fear.She accidentally pushed Connie and she fell down and had a miscarriage as a result.My father sent

the end,

killed herself

to control

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

her aunt, Betty, and lived

her aunt would worry about her,

years of suffering in the Hampton Family and the Dickens Family, but

hugged the cold tombstone, tears

her, a trace of bewilderment flashing through

She cried, loudly.

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

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

high school, she

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

face

down her cheeks as she looked helplessly at

"Why…”

they do this to me…’’ She turned to look at Patrick

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

helplessly, "What did I do wrong? Tell me what I did wrong.Why did they

Christina gradually stopped crying.

bearing the pain all by herself.She did not want

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

thin back and tightened

know what to say.He never knew how

"Don't cry."

to say that

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

none of

her lips, feeling that he was

and sobbed, building a

cry,’’ Patrick said

his words, Christina immediately raised

back.Do you want to spend

glare and urged

it was dark, Christina lowered

person, turned around and was

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

are numb!" She

Christina was

been squatting

and turned to look at her

moment, he felt

what are you

squatted down and pulled