Divorced but Delighted

Cierra froze when he finished speaking, and even her face turned pale.

How did he know?

Before she could react, Patrick approached her and said, “Miss Barton, you’re treating

me like a fool. Have you ever thought that I’m not blind?”

Cierra bit her lips, her black eyes filled with anger.

His eyes weren’t blind. They were obviously behind him!

Along the way, she deliberately stumbled. One reason was that the mountain road was

indeed challenging to walk on, and the other was to leave marks deliberately.

Unexpectedly, Patrick, who had been leading the way without looking back, found out what she was thinking.

At this moment, Cierra’s entire body was drenched, and her pitch-black hair was dyed with a bit of wildness. She was waiting for Patrick’s next move.

It was easy for him to hurt her!

“Why are you so nervous? I didn’t say that you did something wrong. If they haven’t found us by dawn, this play will have no protagonist.”

Patrick raised his hand, but it didn’t fall entirely. He just shook his head slightly and hid it behind him.

“Your dirty head is annoying, but it doesn’t matter. You will still be the high and mighty Miss Barton in a few hours. I think Miss Barton will be grateful to me then.’

He sneered. He no longer allowed Cierra to walk around on her own. Instead, he directly carried Cierra on his shoulder again. Like someone who did not know fatigue, he continued to walk in the same direction.

This time, Cierra stopped pretending obedient and struggled to jump off his shoulder.

-Perhaps Patrick was afraid that there wasn’t enough time, so he didn’t tie her legs with a rope this time, giving her space to escape.

Patrick had already exhausted a lot of his physical strength. In addition, he had been leading the way and had been carrying Cierra all this time. Other than Cierra deliberately shouting that she wanted to rest, he had never stopped.

defenseless, Cierra jumped off

tied, but he let her struggle roughly without any intention of stopping

the rough hemp rope in his hand pulled back, there was only a faint sneer on his

are you

hand high and grabbed Cierra’s

him, so her arms naturally weren’t as long as Patrick’s. She was also lifted by Patrick, causing her

at

in pain and then lowering their

was as if she was begging him for a bowl of rice

to do anything to you. If you beg me, I’ll

her, like a whisper between

moment, Cierra only

It was incredibly disgusting!

was to take advantage of the situation. She had deliberately followed

anger and fear at that

all her little tricks along the way were to fall into his eyes, wouldn’t this trip be a big

never allow such a thing

Even if she died!

of pain in her arm. Just as she was about to be lifted

step back in time. Otherwise, it would have

tree behind her and used his free hand to shackle her shoulder blade

strength, so Cierra was pressed against the

eyes also turned flatly, and he said indifferently, “Miss Barton, how dare you! If

Cierra glared at him.

a

dealing with an enemy much stronger

Patrick reacted faster than

you want. Do you think

do something worse than death

if this lunatic were doing this to her, as long as she had one last breath, she

lowered his gaze and met her dark eyes. Her pupils dilated,

to think of