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.”

didn’t beg you at that time, and you didn’t kill me, did you? Do you not have

imitated Patrick’s tone and spat

Disgusting her?

going to

head to look at her and suddenly chuckled. “Miss Barton’s ways of provoking people

He walked around the small messy

his footsteps and

suspended on the wall. Not far from him was an iron gate. Looking to the left, there was a tile-covered wall. The patterns

only

was a single bed on her right. Of course, it was now an iron frame with rust stains. No one knew how many years

special about the decoration

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

in a cage, who was still fed with raw meat to keep his animal nature, and were

he was neither wolf

he became a complete

“Mr. Trevino?”

surroundings, Cierra called out to

and looked back at her. “Have you

calmly and said for

Patrick narrowed his eyes.

snorted, pulled the chair over from behind her, and sat down not

you mind if I tell you a story

ask someone to send food over after you finish

Originally, she had received quite a bit of shock. However, now that she had recovered from the shock and exhausted all of her strength, she felt even

question. He just leaned back lazily

where my good brother was punished? As long as he did something wrong or dissatisfied his mother or grandfather, he would be locked up here. Only when he realized his mistake and admitted that he was wrong

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