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.

should

Even if her life was in danger, at least the

couldn’t be so sure about this. So she followed behind

in autumn, covering the night with

it wasn’t for the fact that they were being part of it, it would be a

the crowd that were trapped in it

walking with

first to rush to the Trevino family’s residence. He didn’t know that Patrick had

inside and outside of

he even got

recalled the abyss in his

had had since he was a child had haunted him for nearly eighteen years. Even when Ernest was seriously ill and this hell-liked room

Unless it was necessary, he would never step foot in it again, let alone take the initiative

exception was made because of

the same at

could get close to the room,

that Cierra might appear inside, he still clenched his

the nightmare became louder and louder, as if

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

But he couldn’t!

there. Maybe the blood

come later, the result might have been

pushed

his memory. There was a thin layer of sweat on Draven’s forehead, and he was almost about to lose

strong smell of blood and the rust that hadn’t been used in the

to stay awake and stumbled inside. His voice was as weak

“…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

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

choice but to

he didn’t look, he wouldn’t be able

the sound of the dripping water. Except for the

person, his heart

time to think about anything else. He just prayed that Cierra would be safe. Neither did he dare to imagine what would happen if she really lost too much blood, nor did he dare to imagine where