Remarry My Ex-wife: Love Heals A Broken Heart

Lyndsy's delicate face wrinkled in anger, giving her the appearance of a shrew.
"Bitch, how dare you be rude to me? You are nothing more than a lowly girl."
As she spoke, Lyndsy twisted her wrist hard as she tried to escape Patricia's grasp.However, her strength was no match for
Patricia's.Lyndsy's outburst had shocked the guests.
All eyes were on here, all laced with a hint of disappointment after seeing her behavior.
Noticing this, Yolanda hurried forward to stop Lyndsy from making a bigger spectacle.
"Lyndsy, you need to calm down! Don't do anything brash." Yolanda looked at Lyndsy worriedly, fearful of what her daughter
might do.
‘‘Isn't Zac just a member of the Reynolds family? Is it necessary for Lyndsy to lose face in front of everyone because of him? If
people learned of Lyndsy's true nature, no one would be willing to marry her in the future!’’ Yolanda had thought that it was only
Zac that they would be losing, but there were many other excellent young men from wealthy families here tonight too.
Among them one could match Lyndsy's social status and be a good partner for her.
However, after this incident...Yolanda glared at Patricia and Zac as this thought crossed her mind.
From the corner of her eye, she glimpsed at Sullivan.
Seeing the anger expressed on his face immediately made her anxious.
"Lyndsy, come over here!"
Casting a stern glance at Lyndsy, she hinted for her to come over to her side as soon as possible.
‘If Lyndsy continues to make trouble, something terrible is bound to happen.’
"Not yet, mom.I want to teach this bitch a lesson!"
In her rage, Lyndsy ignored Yolanda's words.
Before Yolanda could intervene, Lyndsy spun around and pounced on Patricia unexpectedly.

Cursing at her, Lyndsy roared, "Bitch, go to hell!"
Lyndsy's sudden attack caused Patricia to lose her balance and fall backward.
Out of the corner of her eyes, Patricia glimpsed the mahogany chair directly behind her.
Releasing her hold on Lyndsy's hand, Patricia attempted to grab the back of the nearby chair to steady herself.
Lyndsy's sharp gaze caught what Patricia was trying to do.
Grabbing hold of Patricia's hand, Lyndsy closed in on her, ready to bump into the chair with her.
The next moment, a piercing scream rang out in the room, "Ahhhh!"
With great difficulty, Patricia opened her eyes.
Her back, numb with pain, felt like it was about to be destroyed.
As she hit the edge of the mahogany chair, she had tried moving aside.
Thinking she could avoid a second attack, Lyndsy proved her wrong by pressing all her weight on Patricia's body, making her
bump into the chair again.
The excruciating pain made Patricia feel as though her spine was about to break.
"Patricia..."
"Lyndsy..."
Two voices full of concern resonated in the quiet room.
Then, Zac, Yolanda, and Sullivan rushed over to their sides.
Everyone craned their necks, looking at Lyndsy and Patricia as if they were watching a play.
Yolanda helped Lyndsy to her feet, feeling sorry to see her daughter in such a sad state.
Sullivan was livid as he looked upon Lyndsy, exasperated at her failure to conduct herself decently.
Fraught with worry, Zac helped Patricia up and asked softly, "How are you feeling now? Did you get hurt anywhere?"

Seeing the nervous look on Zac's face, Patricia unconsciously turned her face away.
Removing herself from his embrace, she said coldly, "Thank you for your concern, but I'm alright."
Patricia took a step back to put some distance between Zac and herself.
She looked around at the guests expressionlessly.
Her cold gaze made them believe she was truly fine.
Zac became furious when he heard her say that.
Angrily biting his lower lip, he stared at her.
‘What does she mean by that? Why is she so eager to push me away? Am I so annoying?’ The more Zac thought about it, the
angrier he became.
Feeling a strange look boring into him, he looked over at Lyndsy.
Zac wondered what her look could mean. Just as he was about to ask her about it, he was interrupted by Lyndsy.
"Why did you do this to me, Zac? I thought you told me you liked me? But today..." Lyndsy suddenly began crying.
With bloodshot eyes, she stared at Zac as her tears streamed down her face.
‘I don't understand why Zac keeps treating me like this when he clearly told me he likes me!’
"You misunderstood my words.I only like you as my sister,"
Zac replied firmly, his face emotionless.Lyndsy's weeping intensified.
As she looked at Zac in disbelief, a thought occurred to her.
Sneering, she looked at Zac and Patricia resentfully.
Finally, it was clear to Lyndsy that Zac was only using her to stimulate Patricia.
He had no romantic interest in her at all.Lyndsy's sadness pained Yolanda.
Unconsciously glancing at Zac, Yolanda labelled him as an enemy.

"That's enough for today.Today's farce is over.Lyndsy, go back to your room.As for you two, you're both not welcomed in this
house.Please leave immediately!"
Sullivan furiously glared at Zac and Patricia.
Reining in his anger, he ordered them to leave his house immediately.
Had today not been his birthday and had there not been so many guests at his house, Sullivan would have argued further with
Zac and Patricia.
Hearing this, a cold smile appeared on Zac's sexy thin lips.
Without further hesitation, he spun around and left without saying anything else.
Lyndsy, who was accompanied by Yolanda, made her way to her bedroom on the second floor.
Patricia was the only one who remained rooted to that spot.
Struggling to support herself in an upright position, she stared at Sullivan and said, "Dad, I..."
Before Patricia could finish her sentence, a loud slap rang out as Sullivan's palm struck her cheek.
His palm was imprinted on the side of her face.
Her cheek burned, and she could smell the scent of blood between her lips and teeth.
Apparently, he had slapped her with all his strength.
Before Patricia could regain her senses, Sullivan flew into a rage and began ranting.
Venting his frustration on her, he said, "You unfilial child! You are not my daughter! Get out of the Sampson family's house."
Patricia sneered as she heard this.
She looked coldly at him, a hint of irony on her face.
‘He only sees me as a tool to vent his anger.Furthermore, in front of everyone today, he is trying to disown me from the Sampson
family.But is it necessary to go to such lengths?’

"Dad, I know you are angry today, so I won't say anything else.But it seems that you've forgotten that although I've moved out, I
still have your blood flowing through me.So, even if you refuse to admit it, it doesn't change the fact that I am still the eldest
daughter of the Sampson family," she announced fearlessly under his hateful gaze.
Her domineering manner, like a queen, made the guests hold their breath.
Even Sullivan was shocked by this sight.
‘Is this the same Patricia that I know? Where is the meek and docile Patricia that used to live here?’ Once she was finished
speaking, Patricia, ignoring his gaze, turned around, straightened her back, and haughtily left.
Sullivan regained his composure and returned to being a hospitable host after Patricia left.
He encouraged everyone to continue enjoying the festivities.
However, today's events had left him exhausted, and he felt like more of his black hair had turned grey.
Standing at the door of the Sampson family's house, Patricia subconsciously looked back at everything in the house with
nostalgia in her eyes.
"Grandpa, are you proud of me?" she softly murmured.
For Patricia, the Sampson family was hell on earth.
For the most part, she had been bullied endlessly by Yolanda and Lyndsy and was intensely disliked by her father.
However, when her grandfather was alive, it was a place filled with love.
Her grandfather had once told her that she had to live up to her position as the eldest daughter of the Sampson family.
She needed to be strong, brave, and fearless.
She needed to let everyone know that she was a member of the Sampson family!
‘’Yes, I have done that today.I have shown my charms as the eldest daughter of the Sampson family in front of all the guests
present, including my father, who has always looked down upon me.’’