Remarry My Ex-wife: Love Heals A Broken Heart
Chapter 92: Sullivan's Birthday Party

Chapter 92: Sullivan's Birthday Party 

As a matter of fact, Patricia wasn't close to her father, nor did she have any love for him.Her onlyreason for returning to the Sampson family’s house was to remind everyone precisely who the eldestdaughter of the Sampson family was.

In the past, her grandfather had told her she was the eldest daughter of the Sampson family.

This position meant that she needed to behave as such.

After all, the future of the Sampson family rested on her shoulders.

His words were always on her mind, so even if people looked at her strangely today, she would paythem no heed.

"Dad, happy birthday.I got you a gift."

Smiling sweetly at Sullivan, who was greeting guests in the living room, Patricia handed her gift over tohim.

Sullivan's face had darkened with displeasure when he saw Patricia standing there.

Seeing her attire, he couldn't help but frown.

Hearing the commotion among the guests earlier, he had thought it was Zac's arrival that had attractedeveryone's attention.

It never crossed his mind that it might have been his unfilial daughter, Patricia.

He had never liked her nor treated her as his daughter.

Subconsciously, he looked her up and down.

Taking in her attire for the party, he frowned in displeasure.

Patricia resembled a younger version of her mother, Giselle.

This made Sullivan remember how he had gotten infatuated and lost himself in Giselle's beauty in thepast.

It was that infatuation that had brought Patricia into the world.

So, seeing her in this dress disgusted him.

Patricia's smile intensified as she noticed Sullivan's reaction.

She knew why he was reacting like this.

The evening gown Patricia wore may have been different from the one her mother had worn in thepast.

Still, with their uncanny resemblance and a similar color to one her mother had donned before, sheknew it would be enough to jog Sullivan's distant memory of Giselle.

If he was bold enough to call her out on this, she wouldn't deny it.

‘The only reason I dressed like this is to remind him of the past and the fact that my mother has lefthim, and I am no longer his daughter, ' she thought.

Despite that fact, Patricia had no intentions of handing over the Sampson family to Yolanda and herdaughter.

This was a heritage left behind by her dear grandfather, and she intended to cherish and safeguard it.

"Dad, are you okay?"

Patricia continued to smile sweetly at him, pretending not to notice the disgust in his gaze.

Sullivan's face darkened upon hearing her words, and he turned his face away.

It was evident that he didn't want to see her.

In a low voice, he asked, "What are you doing here, Patricia?"

Patricia beamed as she took in his sullen expression.

Calmly, she replied, "Dad, it's your birthday today.Of course, I had to come.Besides, had I not come, Iwould have been regarded as an unfilial daughter."

She then glanced at some nearby reporters who were eager and ready to take some pictures.

Hearing this, Sullivan couldn't help but snort coldly.

Not wanting to look at her anymore, he turned his face away.

Still, he scolded her by saying, "Patricia, how brazen of you to say such a thing! You are a disgrace tothe Sampson family, and you are no longer welcome here.How shameless of you to show up heretoday!"

Clasping his hand behind his back, he turned his whole body around as if dismissing her.

Seeing Sullivan's attitude stirred up the guests.

They all shot strange looks her way, some were even looking at her in disgust.

Seeing this, Patricia pursed her lips and sneered.

From the corner of her eyes, she glared at Sullivan's back.

‘Why should I feel ashamed for coming back to the Sampson family? This is my home.As the eldestdaughter of the Sampson family, I have every right to come back here.’

This was what she thought, but she couldn't say it out loud yet.

Today's goal was something different.

She only came here to deliver her gift, not to stir up trouble or argue with her father.

"Dad, how can you say that? As your daughter, it's only suitable that I come here and celebrate yourbirthday with you."

Her aloof expression was replaced by one of grievance.

Lowering her head, she made it seem like she was complaining about her dissatisfaction with what hehad said.

Her words piqued everyone's curiosity.

They felt like she was completely different from how the news reports painted her to be.

Noticing everyone's gazes on her, a smug smile snuck onto Patricia's face.

Although she didn't care about their opinions of her, she figured it wouldn't hurt to change theirimpression of her.

The world of the wealthy was like a battlefield.

And it was always better to have one more friend than an enemy! Hearing this, Sullivan glanced at herangrily and said, "You unfilial daughter.What qualifies you to stand in front of me?"

Sneering, she hid her anger.She felt as if she had heard a big joke.

‘I am an unfilial daughter? Is that because I didn't accept any compensation from Zac for the divorce?’At that moment, Patricia's clear eyes turned cold.

Unafraid of facing her father's angry eyes, she said sweetly, "Dad, why did you call me unfilial? I wouldreally like to know what I have done to make you call me that."

‘I have never once touched the Sampson family's money.When I was in college, I had gotten a part-time job to earn money to cover my living expenses, and currently, I am working and living on myown.And I have never gone against any decision made by Sullivan or Yolanda, and I have been anobedient daughter to them.So, how can he say I am unfilial?’ Patricia really wanted to ask him what shedid wrong to deserve being described in such a manner.

When Sullivan saw the sharpness in her eyes, he couldn't help but tremble.

Sensing his own fear rising, his face flushed, and he angrily blurted out, "Patricia, you know preciselywhat you've done wrong.Do you really want me to bring up the matter of your grandfather here?"

Patricia was disappointed when she heard him say that.

Even now, her father still blamed her for her grandfather's death.

‘At the time, I was just a five- year-old girl.What would such a little girl know? On the contrary, mygrandfather's son and daughter -in-law, Sullivan and Yolanda, had left him at home with a five-year-oldgirl while they went out for fun.And then they had the audacity to pin the blame on me.

Wasn't that fact shameful? And hateful?’ Sneering, she just stared at him.

If she was to be blamed, then Sullivan and Yolanda's hands weren't clean either.

Being the adults, the blame should fall solely on them.

And if Patricia did contribute to her grandfather's death in some way, then she believed he wouldunderstand that she didn't know better at that time.

"Dad, among all the people here today, you are the one least qualified to mention Grandpa,"

Patricia announced as she fearlessly looked into his eyes, her expression grim.Hearing this, Sullivanbecame furious.

Quickly raising his arm, Sullivan waved it in front of Patricia's face.

Closing her eyes, Patricia braced herself for his slap.

‘After this slap, I will cut all ties with him, ' she thought.

She had anticipated being slapped hard across her face, but after waiting several long moments,nothing happened.

Slowly opening her eyes, she saw that Sullivan's arm was firmly grasped by Zac's hand, so he wasunable to move it.

‘Zac? What is he doing here?’ Patricia blinked in surprise at seeing Zac there.‘

I thought he never attended banquets? Why is he here today?’ Before she regained her senses, Zacglanced at her expressionlessly before turning to Sullivan and saying in a low voice, "Uncle Sullivan,you need to calm down.Don't lower yourself to the same level as her."

Hearing this, Patricia suddenly returned to reality.

She frowned as she glared at Zac.

‘What does Zac mean? Don't lower himself to my level? This is my family's business.Zack has no rightto interfere.’

"Zac..."

Before she could say anything, Zac stopped her in a hurry.

"Uncle Sullivan, I wish you a happy birthday and a long life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zac hurriedly presented his gift.