Remarry My Ex-wife: Love Heals A Broken Heart

Chapter 26: Want To Quarrel With Her 

Yolanda's face darkened and her words were mixed with anger.Having been with Yolanda for so many years, Sullivan naturally knew Yolanda’s temper.

Now, hearing what she said, he knew what she meant at once.In fact, if he thought about it, he would find that her words were reasonable.

But if Zac really didn't want to remarry Patricia, then what was he supposed to do about the future development of the Sampson family's business? Sullivan pressed his brows together into a tight frown.

The more he thought about it, the more worried he became.

But this worried look on his face was exactly what Yolanda wanted to see.

She took this opportunity to shift closer to him and held his arm.

"Sullivan, I know what you're thinking, but that doesn't mean that this situation is unsalvageable, right? Don't you remember that we have another daughter?" she said slowly.

As she spoke, she tilted her head at Lyndsy, indicating to Sullivan to look over.

Glancing at Lyndsy, Sullivan shook his head and mumbled, "No, no!"

Seeing that Sullivan rejected the idea at once, Yolanda became angry again.

"Why?"

"No way! I don't want my dear daughter to suffer!" Sullivan said firmly.

He loved money, but he also loved his dear daughter.

However, more importantly, he knew in his heart that Lyndsy could not match Patricia in many aspects.

She was not as beautiful, or as curvy, or even as talented as Patricia was.

Zac would never fall in love with a woman like her! Although Sullivan didn't care about Patricia, he had to admit that Patricia was indeed an outstanding woman.

At first, Yolanda had been furious at Sullivan, but after hearing his reason, her anger dissipated.

It seemed that she and her daughter were still the most important people in Sullivan's heart! "Dad, Zac is rich and handsome.Why do you say that I will suffer if I marry him?"

Lyndsy couldn't accept her father’s reason as readily as her mother had.

As soon as she heard her father say no, she became very anxious.

"Honey, you don't know that Zac is famous for his ruthlessness.You can see it from his attitude towards Patricia.Don't be stubborn about this.As your father, I won't let you ruin your life by marrying him!"

Sullivan said firmly, shaking his head.

Although her father seemed to be saying it for her own good, in her heart, Lyndsy knew that it was just an excuse.

For whatever reason, he just didn't want her to marry Zac.She felt a stab of dissatisfaction in her heart.

"Are you sure, Dad? What if Zac really doesn't remarry Patricia? Then what are you going to do?" she asked, tilting her chin up at him.

Sullivan fell into silence again.

It had to be said that the mother and daughter both knew Sullivan like the back of their hand.

With every word, they drove home the point they wanted to make.

"She's right, Sullivan.Since there is no chance for Patricia to remarry Zac, then, for the future of the Sampson family's business, we must help Lyndsy get Zac!" Yolanda echoed.

Logically speaking, her words made sense.

For the Sampson family, it would be good as long as Zac married one of their daughters; it didn't matter which one.

After struggling for a few seconds, Sullivan finally made up his mind.

He looked at Yolanda and their daughter and said, "Okay! What do you think we should do?"

"Thank you, Dad. I knew you love me the most!"

Lyndsy cried joyfully, linking her arm around her father's.

She knew that as long as her father agreed to let her marry Zac, then, with her mother's help, she could definitely win Zac's heart.

As for that bitch Patricia, she could treat her as she liked.

If she was in a good mood, Patricia would die faster, and if she was in a bad mood, Patricia would suffer more! Seeing that Sullivan agreed, Yolanda finally calmed down a little.

She approached the two of them and began whispering her plan.

"We can do this..."

After walking out of the Sampson family's house, Zac took Patricia straight to his car.

He started the engine and stepped hard on the accelerator, running red lights and swerving through traffic to get to his destination.

Soon, he arrived at the gate of the hospital.

Slumped against the front passenger seat, Patricia was still bleeding from the wounds on her forehead and the back of her head.

She was dizzy, and the whole car ride went by in a blur for her.

The only thing she knew was that Zac was the one who had taken her away from the Sampson family's house, and that she was now sitting in his car.

After a while, the car stopped, and the door beside her was opened.She wanted to get out of the car and go see a doctor by herself.

But as soon as she tried to lift her foot, the last trace of strength left her body, and she slumped back against the seat once more.

She was completely exhausted.

Just when her surroundings were starting to spin around in front of her eyes, she fell into that warm embrace again.

Although she couldn't see anything clearly, she knew who was holding her.

That was the embrace that she had dreamed of many times in the past, but she had never received it before the divorce.

As she thought of this, her heart ached, and her face turned even paler.

She struggled to get down from Zac's arms.

Even in her daze, she wanted to walk there by herself.

"Patricia, you'd better not move!"

Seeing that she was struggling, Zac scolded her in a low voice.

His expression was deathly solemn.

Did this woman hate his touch so much that she couldn't let herself be carried by him even in the state that she was in? Patricia was already feeling dizzy and uncomfortable, but after hearing Zac's threatening words, she felt even worse.

This man never changed! In the past three years, he had ignored her and left her all alone in the Reynolds family's house to face his unkind family.

Even during the few times that they had met, he had been cold and unwilling to talk to her.

Now, after their divorce, he was still threatening her, and he even seemed to be getting more and more aggressive! However, Patricia didn't have any strength to fight against him now.

If he wanted to hold her that much, she would just let him do it.

At least she could take this opportunity to have a good rest.

With that thought, she stopped struggling and gradually fell unconscious.

Her head, which was still bleeding, tilted to one side and leaned against Zac's shoulder.

"Patricia! Patricia, don't sleep! Open your eyes.Wake up!"

Seeing that Patricia was unconscious, Zac was at a loss. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

He shouted her name over and over again as he sprinted towards the department of general surgery.

After a while, Patricia was still unconscious, and she showed no sign of waking up.

"Patricia, I command you to open your eyes!"

Zac shouted again, this time with heightened fear in his heart.

He didn't want Patricia to sleep like this forever.

He wanted her to open her eyes and quarrel with him like she used to.

"Patricia, Patricia..."

Zac kept calling her name, but he didn't get any reply.

Patricia was still unconscious.

"Grandpa, please don't leave.Please don't leave me...Grandpa..."

Lying on the bed, Patricia shivered from the cold.

She kept murmuring words under her breath, and the tears in the corners of her eyes flowed down her cheeks every time she called for her grandfather.

The white gauze which was tightly wrapped around her forehead made her pale and bloodless face look more miserable.

She could not help but curl up as she continued to cry, "Grandpa...Don't go...Don't leave me alone..."