Remarry My Ex-wife: Love Heals A Broken Heart

Chapter 91: Going Back To The Sampson Family 

Waking up from her sleep, Patricia was greeted by a heavenly aroma filling her room.Opening her eyes, she saw an array of delicious food laid out in front of her, including her favorite steamed buns and minced pork congee with preserved eggs.

Raising her gaze from the line of food, Patricia suspiciously looked at Zac, who was busy setting the food on the table.She blinked her eyes several times, astonished by the sight before her.

‘Is this the breakfast that Zac bought for me? Did he buy this personally?’ She was so shocked, she covered her mouth with her hands.

She couldn't help but look at Zac incredulously.

"Why are you so surprised?" Zac couldn't help but snort while staring at her.

‘It's only normal for me to take care of Patricia now that she's sick.There's nothing shocking about this turn of events.’ Zac's words brought her back from her dazed state.

Smiling awkwardly to mask her embarrassment, Patricia pretended nothing had happened just now.

Instead, she fixed her gaze on the appetizing breakfast in front of her.

Zac frowned in displeasure when he saw her expression.

In a serious tone, he said, "Patricia, you're sick.So, it's my duty to take care of you."

He then handed the breakfast tray he had prepared over to her, indicating that it was time for her to eat.

Patricia was so stunned by Zac's words that she wondered if something was wrong with her ears.

‘Did I just hear Zac saying that he is going to be taking care of me? In the past, Zac ignored my attempts to take care of him.Back then, I was even less important than a nanny! But now...’ This

thought brought her a hint of sadness.

Patricia quickly shook her head to dispel such pointless thoughts from her mind.

She and Zac had already gone their separate ways, so there was no need to dwell on the past.

Smelling the delicious aroma of the congee with minced pork and preserved egg, Patricia couldn't help licking her lips and wishing to partake of the meal now.

However, as soon as she picked up the bowl of congee, Zac frowned and said unhappily, "Put that down."

Frowning in confusion, Patricia pouted and discontentedly said, "Why are you asking me to put it down? I want to eat this one."

‘Does he also want this one? But I am the patient here.Shouldn't I be given priority to choose? He is too stingy.’ Seeing her grim expression, Zac scowled with displeasure. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

In a firm tone, he said, "You've only just recovered, so it is not good for you to be eating preserved eggs yet.That bowl is mine, and this one is yours."

He then handed Patricia a bowl of congee full of lean pork.

Dejectedly, Patricia put down her favorite minced pork congee with preserved egg and took the congee dish that Zac handed her.

She ate the small steamed bun to help dispel her sadness over not being able to enjoy her favorite dish.

A faint smile appeared on the corners of Zac's lips as he noticed the depressed look on Patricia's face.

‘Having breakfast with her can be quite enjoyable!’ he thought.

After breakfast, the nurse came to check her temperature.

Finding her temperature normal, the nurse said, "Miss Su, everything seems fine with you.You can now be discharged, but you must remember to keep yourself warm and not catch a cold."

Smiling politely, the nurse excused herself.

For some reason, when Zac heard the nurse calling Patricia "Miss Sampson", he felt annoyed.

‘Shouldn't she call her ‘Mrs.Reynolds’ since she is my wife? Why does everyone call her Miss Su?’ In his depressed state of mind, Zac forgot about the day he had forced Patricia to sign the divorce agreement.

Noticing the strange look in Zac's eyes, Patricia glanced at him suspiciously.

Regaining her usual indifference, she said flatly, "Zac, you can rest assured.I'm perfectly fine now.You should head back to the office now."

Patricia had hoped that Zac would have already left her side, but he kept insisting on staying and taking care of her.

Eventually, she had given up and allowed him to do what he wanted.Hearing this, Zac frowned, and a trace of anger flitted across his face.

Unhappily, he said, "Do you want me to leave so badly?"

‘Obviously, she is trying to drive me away.As soon as she heard the nurse say she could be discharged, she burned the bridge and tossed me aside.You are so hateful, Patricia!’ Zac thought.Without hesitation, Patricia nodded and looked at Zac indifferently.She wanted nothing more than for him to leave.

She didn't want any unnecessary trouble to be caused because of this.

As bad as her reputation was, she didn't want more rumors floating around about them.

Seeing this, Zac became enraged.

He bit his lower lip tightly, clenched his fists, and a blue vein bulged on the back of his hand.

‘This woman really wants me to leave.Am I so annoying? Is my company so unwelcome to her? I took care of her throughout the night.The least she could do is be nice to me!’ But...This is what he had hoped would happen, but she wasn't taking him seriously at all.

Zac was so angry that he needed to take a deep breath.

With brows furrowed deeply, he wished he could teach her a lesson and let her know he was not someone who could be trifled with.

"Zac, don't you need to go to work? And even if you don't, I need to leave."

Patricia then spun around, picked up her clothes, and walked into the bathroom.

‘Today, I have something important to take care of, so I don't have time to waste on Zac.If he has so much time on his hands, he should go somewhere else to kill his time!’ Zac's face darkened as he watched Patricia walk off.

In his rage, he kicked the bed, which then creaked due to his kick.

‘Since she doesn't want to see me, it is meaningless for me to stay here.It would be better to leave and save face.’ Angrily glaring in the direction of the bathroom, Zac gritted his teeth and left without saying a word.

But not before he angrily kicked the wooden door.After dressing and exiting the bathroom, Patricia noticed that Zac had left.

Frowning, a trace of sadness filled her eyes.

Noticing her state, she shook her head and came to her senses.

Patting her face, she whispered, "Don't overthink this.He means nothing to me!"

As soon as she said this, she took a deep breath and quickly returned to her usual aloof demeanor.

With a determined smile at the corners of her mouth, she was going to return to the Sampson family's house and present a birthday gift to Sullivan.

The black gown she wore made her look noble and elegant.

Her black hair was put into a tight bun with a butterfly hair clip, and the make-up she wore was exquisite.

She only wore a platinum necklace, which was striking in workmanship.

Her simple attire set off her fair skin to her advantage, and she gave off a natural queen aura.

When Patricia walked into the Sampson family's house with a gift, everyone looked at her in astonishment and bewilderment.

"She is the eldest daughter of the Sampson family, Patricia."

People began to whisper among themselves.

Some praised her while others scorned her.

Patricia didn't take their words to heart.

After all, her reason for attending tonight was to give her father a birthday gift.

She had spent half the day assembling her wardrobe for tonight and selecting the perfect gift for her father.

Tonight, Patricia wanted her status as the eldest daughter of the Sampson family to be known.

She wanted to remind everyone that she was also a member of the Sampson family.