Divorced but Delighted

Chapter 407 It’s Not Embarrassing to see a doctor If you are ill

“Miss Barton, are you talking to me?”

Patrick turned around and looked down at her.

Cierra said for certain, “What else can I talk to in this room other than you?”

The man was about to die from blood loss, hanging on the wall without any movement. If it weren’t for his weak breathing, everyone would have thought…

As for herself, her hands and feet were tied. Who else could she call?

Patrick seemed to have heard something funny. He looked her up and down and said, “Miss Barton, you’re a little bolder. It’s seems that you don’t know me well enough and’ you are ordering me around. Do you really think you’re here as a guest?”

“But Mr Trevino, didn’t you invite me here?”

Cierra tilted her head like him and said wearily, “Your treatment is really bad.”

Patrick sneered and glanced at Cierra coldly, no longer responding to her.

How could he not tell that Cierra was doing this on purpose?

But the fact that this woman could calm down so quickly and start to talk to him. casually showed that she was obviously not a good person as well.

This game seemed to be more interesting.

He stared at Cierra for a long time and suddenly smiled. “I don’t think there’s anything wrong with the way I treat my guests. If you’re not satisfied, you should find a way to make me happy, understand?”

To make him happy?

Disdain flashed across Cierra’s face.

Patrick didn’t care about her rudeness at all. He said in his usual voice, “Miss Barton, don’t you understand? Didn’t I tell you the solution just now?”

He leaned over to get close to Cierra and let out a hissing breath.

“Beg me.”

said innocently with the red marks on her neck “But I didn’t beg you at that time, and you didn’t kill me, did you? Do you not have enough strength to kill me,

imitated Patrick’s tone and spat out

Disgusting her?

going to disgust

look at her and suddenly chuckled. “Miss

around the small messy house in

footsteps and then noticed the

to the left, there was a tile-covered wall. The patterns on it were a little strange, and some parts were a little irregular,

could only look

with rust stains. No one knew how many years it had been since someone

dark, she could vaguely feel that there was nothing special about the decoration on the opposite side. There was just a wall and

was pacing back and forth in the room. She felt that this man had

a wolf raised in a cage, who was still fed with raw meat to keep

was neither

end, he became a

“Mr. Trevino?”

Cierra called

looked back at her. “Have

his head calmly and

Patrick narrowed his eyes.

the chair over from behind her, and

Barton, do you mind if I tell you a

someone to send food over

bit of shock. However, now that she

back lazily in the chair and looked around the

something wrong or dissatisfied his mother or grandfather, he would

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