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 the richest families in C City, and your mother is the daughter of the Eisenhowers, a powerful military, and political family.Even if your

don't know

at him excitedly, Her eyes were

pain that had piled up

raged, tears glistening in the corner of

thought of her dead mother made her

money so that they could go

she raised her head and looked straight at Patrick, shouting at

home when she was only 20.He said he wanted a son, and he wanted to divorce my mother! That motherf*cker

Why should he? He was 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 him.I really want

And then...

I had a fight with Connie.My mother came forward to help me out of fear.She accidentally pushed Connie and she fell down and had a miscarriage as

end,

killed

to control

had been telling herself to be patient and

to A City with her aunt, Betty, and

worry about her, she kept everything

endured all these years of suffering in the Hampton Family and the Dickens Family, but today she didn't want to bear

hugged the cold tombstone,

of bewilderment

She cried, loudly.

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

mother committed suicide in prison, but he still insisted on marrying

insisted on marrying Connie so soon after her mother's

school, she left with her aunt.But

same to me? He cheated on me.He was with

face was wet with

down her cheeks as she looked helplessly at

"Why…”

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

hard.No matter what I do, I'll do my best.But

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

Christina gradually stopped crying.

did not want to talk about her private affairs with others, because they

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

back and

what to say.He never knew how

"Don't cry."

managed to say

was cold and clear, and

of

that he was laughing

tears and sobbed, building a wall in

cry,’’ Patrick said after thinking for a

raised her head and glared at

go back.Do you want to spend the night

ignored her glare

Christina lowered her

who was not a patient person, turned around and

not going back, are you? You can stay here

are numb!" She yelled angrily

Christina was

squatting

a moment and turned

moment, he felt

what are

was shocked as the man squatted down and pulled up her