Remarry My Ex-wife: Love Heals A Broken Heart

Chapter 36: Flirting With Her 

Patricia should feel grateful that she wasn't killed while in the Sampson family home!

"Okay, I promise!"

Zac calmly stated as he managed to keep his anger in check.

"Really?"

Upon hearing Zac's words, relief washed over Patricia.

No longer bearing a heavy heart, she could feel her gloomy mood disappear.

However, Zac's following words sent her straight back into a depressive state.

"But on one condition.You must move out of the Sampson family home and live in the Oakleaf Villa," declared Zac.The harshness of his voice startled Patricia.If someone had intentions of harming Patricia, they would have a more challenging time accomplishing this task if she no longer resided with the Sampson family.At that time, Zac didn't know why he was hell-bent on keeping her safe.All he knew was that he couldn't bear seeing her suffer! "Why? Why must I live in the Oakleaf Villa?"

No matter how patient she was, she couldn't bear being tricked like this by Zac. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

Hastily standing, she pointed at Zac's face, and forgetting to be graceful, she scolded Zac by saying, "Zac, what the hell do you mean? You didn't ask me to live in the Oakleaf Villa before we got divorced, but now you want to force me to live here? Are you insane? Are you trying to fool me this time?"

When Zac heard that, his eyes shone with excitement.

He felt the corners of his lips curl as he said, "Are you accusing me of being too indifferent to you in the past?"

Patricia, surprised at his words, rolled her eyes.

She had a feeling that she was digging a hole for herself! Noticing Patricia's silence, Zac suddenly uttered, "Since you think I left you hanging before, how about I make it up to you now?"

Patricia immediately got goosebumps after hearing this.

She figured he must have said that on purpose! He was clearly flirting with her! Although she was displeased, and his words stung, she couldn't deny the fact that her heart still fluttered a bit.

"Zac, I was talking to you in earnest, so I hope you can take this conversation seriously.Don't forget that we are divorced!"

Actually, what she wanted to say was that they no longer had any connection with each other.

She was simply reminding him of their marital status and the fact that she was now his ex-wife.

Hearing her admonition annoyed Zac to no end.

Yes, she had signed the divorce agreement, but their divorce wasn't finalized yet! Was she in such a rush to put an end to their relationship? Usually, women were chasing him to commit to relationships with them, all of whom he'd turned down.

It was only Patricia, whom he'd had a relationship with, who was trying her best to be rid of him! Could it be that he had lost his charm? Thinking of that, Zac unconsciously touched his handsome face before awkwardly removing his hand.

He was confident in his own attractive appearance, so he wholeheartedly believed that Patricia's reason for leaving him was to find herself a new husband.

Zac's mood darkened, and he started sulking at the mere thought of this prospect.

"Well, as you wish, I won't prevent you from finding a new husband! But you have to tell me who the father of that baby was," shouted Zac.

At this point, he was standing and red in the face.

"The baby?" Patricia whispered.

Since he thought the baby didn't belong to him, why did he persist on such a topic? Zac remained silent as he waited for her to answer.

His sharp gaze pierced her, and he tried to see through her from her expression.

If there was even the slightest change in her expression that made him feel something was wrong, he would have thought that what she had said in her sleep was false and was told on purpose to make him feel guilty! And if that was the case, she was too deceitful! Tears welled up in Patricia's eyes.

She had suffered a significant loss after losing her baby.

But Zac kept touching her sore spot by mentioning it time and again.

And every single time, she would be overwhelmed with sorrow.

"Why aren't you answering me? Who was the father of that baby?" Zac repeated his question.

His sharp eyes were glued to her as he eagerly tried to figure out what she was thinking.

‘Is it so difficult to admit that the baby is mine? Am I that horrible of a person? I just don't want to be cuckolded.''He needed to understand the source of his anger.

Zac's retorts sent her mood spiraling into depression.

Out of nowhere, she raised her head and replied to him, all her distress masked on her face.

"The baby wasn't yours.It had nothing to do with you.Are you satisfied now?"

Taken aback, Zac could only stare at her serious expression.

It made him believe what she'd just said about the baby not being his! In that case, it was meaningless for him to continue as he was.

He decided not to care about such a shameless woman any longer.

"Patricia, I really underestimated you.I didn't expect you to be so brazen, even though you are quite beautiful, I expected better.You really disgust me!"

Zac said this adamantly, wearing a look of revulsion on his face.

Patricia felt her heartache as she took in Zac's sour look and expression.

She reached out to hold her chest and sat on the edge of the bed, trembling.

She had guessed this would be his response, but why was she still so dejected by it? Seeing Patricia sit on the edge of the bed, trembling all over, Zac didn't believe it was because she was heartbroken.

And in his eyes, she didn't deserve his sympathy! After staring at her coldly, Zac turned around and walked out of the ward without hesitation.

He didn't want to stay there for a second longer, nor did he want to see her! Zac left the ward, leaving Patricia crouching on the ground with her hands on her chest.

She began sobbing in a low voice.

After a long time, the ward door was pushed open again.

Raising her head in alarm, Patricia looked towards the door.

Seeing that it was the nurse who had come in made her breathe a sigh of relief.

She was afraid to have Zac return because she no longer had any energy to deal with him.

Now she was in considerable anguish.

"Miss Su, why are you squatting on the ground? You need to quickly get up!"

From the moment the nurse entered the room and saw Patricia squatting on the ground, she put the tray with medicine on the table, walked to her, and helped her up.

With the help of the nurse, Patricia stood up from the ground and slowly lay down on the bed.

She then closed her eyes.

She didn't want others, even people she didn't know, to see her frailty, especially when she cried.