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.”

at that time,

tone and spat out

Disgusting her?

was going to disgust

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

straightened up and ignored her. He walked around the small messy house in

also followed his footsteps

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

only

was now an iron frame with rust stains. No one knew how many years it had been since someone had

feel that there was nothing special about the decoration on the opposite side. There was just a wall and no window It was so oppressive that it drove

the room. She felt that this man had probably grown up in

still fed with raw meat to keep his animal nature, and were

he was neither

he became a complete

“Mr. Trevino?”

the surroundings, Cierra called

her. He stopped and looked back at her. “Have

calmly and said for

Patrick narrowed his eyes.

snorted, pulled the chair over from behind her, and sat down

if I tell

send food over after you

However, now that she had recovered from the shock and exhausted all of her

He just leaned back lazily in the

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 and he wouldn’t do that again, he could get

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