Divorced but Delighted

Cierra looked down and saw the jewelry, which her brother had given her, being stepped into the pine wood needle forest. Her heart ached a little.

She put on a fake smile and said, “Why wouldn’t I want it? If Mr. Trevino is really willing to give it to me, why wouldn’t I?”

As the saying goes, money makes the mare go.

Although she didn’t have to worry about money now and could rely on her brothers if she was really down and out, she used to be poor, so she still knew the principle of being rich.

If this lunatic was willing to give it to her, she would naturally take it. It would be worth a lot of money if she sold it.

The person was disgusting, but things were not.

After looking down at her for a while, the expression on Patrick’s face suddenly disappeared. “Stop smiling. It’s so ugly.”

As he turned around and left, he suddenly became indifferent.

“We must go down the mountain before dawn. If they come to us before dawn, I can’t guarantee what the situation will be. If we go down before dawn, it means that we have successfully escaped. I can’t guarantee anything else, but at least your life is safe, understand?”

“I see…”

Cierra responded in a low voice, and her mind was racing.

She glanced at the man’s back and frowned slightly.

It seemed that this lunatic really intended to take this kidnapping as a game.

What on earth was his purpose?

However, Cierra didn’t think too much about it. He set the location of the kidnapping in the old house of the Trevino family, where Draven had been punished in the past. It was obvious that he was here for Draven.

Cierra naturally didn’t think that he would be able to guarantee her safety and no other harm after accompanying this lunatic through this journey.

As Patrick had said, he could not guarantee anything but her life.

case, why should she listen

Draven to catch up. Even if her life was

So she followed behind Patrick and

drizzling in autumn, covering the night with

they were being part of it, it would be a

trapped in it all had serious expressions on their

Draven, who was walking with Ryan,

residence. He didn’t know that Patrick had left with Cierra at that time, so he could only lead his manpower

inside and outside of the house, while Draven went to the small house that had made

he even

abyss in

had haunted him for nearly eighteen years. Even when Ernest was seriously ill and this hell-liked room was sealed, the nightmares in his

disgusted at the Trevino family’s old house. Unless it was necessary, he would never step foot in it again, let alone take the initiative to stay

made because of

was the

close to

inside, he still clenched his teeth

sound of the drops in the nightmare became louder and louder, as if they hit his heart and destroyed the defense he had

approach the door, he suddenly felt a sense of escape. For a moment,

But he couldn’t!

in there. Maybe the

later, the

his teeth and pushed the

all the nightmares in his memory. There was a thin layer of

been used in the room for

voice was as weak as his

“…Cierra, are you inside?”

blurred. It seemed that Draven couldn’t adapt to the situation inside. He tried hard to find the figure in the darkness, but as long as he opened his eyes, he would see all kinds of dangerous

had fallen into an illusion. As long as he took a step

choice but to close

look, he wouldn’t

dripping water. Except for the sound, all other feelings seemed to be completely

person, his heart

he dare to imagine what would happen if she really lost too much blood, nor