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.

he was exhausted and defenseless,

Her hands were still tied, but

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

are you

raised his right hand high and

naturally weren’t as long as Patrick’s. She

and looked thoughtfully at Cierra’s

to enjoy seeing others in pain and then

begging him for a bowl of rice or aggrievedly asking him

anything to you. If

coaxing her, like a whisper between lovers, tempting her to lower

at that moment, Cierra only felt

It was incredibly disgusting!

to take advantage of the situation. She had deliberately followed Patrick’s words

at that moment,

fall into his eyes, wouldn’t this

never allow such a thing

Even if she died!

she was about to be lifted off the ground by Patrick,

took a step back in time. Otherwise,

against the tree behind her and used his

had used too much strength, so Cierra was pressed against the tree and could barely

said indifferently, “Miss Barton, how dare you! If your kick goes wrong,

Cierra glared at him.

purpose. Hitting a weak spot was undoubtedly Cierra’s only

dealing with an enemy much

Patrick reacted

want. Do you think I’m afraid?” said

do something

to her, as long as she had one last breath,

met her dark eyes. Her pupils dilated, and he was in a trance for a

to think of someone