Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 422 Falling Off the Cliff
Cierra didn’t know how she got ashore.
She was pressed into the bottom of the water, and then she was lifted up by the floating force.
There was nowhere to stand in the water. As she rose and fell, she once thought that she was going to be buried in the cold lake.
The cold water wrapped around her from all directions was like a thin net. It began to tighten as if it had caught prey, and then sank her into the water.
The situation was critical. There was a warm and powerful palm under her feet, which dragged her into the water again.
By relying on her survival instinct, Cierra tried to break free from the grip and rush towards the surface of the water.
But she had no choice. The more she struggled, the tighter the grab became.
Just when she thought that she could take advantage of the tide to step on the man below, she was pulled back into the deep water by a strong force! She was so close to taking a breath.
It was like being almost able to grab a driftwood on the surface of the water. At this time, the people standing on the shore smashed a stone, making the waves keep the wood away from her.
As a result, the hope of survival was also shattered.
All of a sudden, Cierra felt a of defeat.
If she would really be buried here, she would definitely drag someone down with her!
The force in the water was originally entangled with her, but she took the initiative to turn into one of the forces and began to fight with the other party.
It was a good thing to perish with this lunatic.
However, it was different from what Cierra had imagined.
She had thought that she would be dragged by Patrick to die together, but she was dragged up in a desperate situation.
When her red lips were blocked, she gradually lost consciousness because of the lack of oxygen.
It was like a dream.
In addition to the sound of running water, she could still hear William calling her.
Not only William, but also her mother, father, and Jaquan…
She had fallen into a nightmare and given up struggling. Going with the stream was probably in her current state.
the world and integrated into the
felt
seen William marry Lydia, or Bruno had reconciled with
still a lot of
she hadn’t returned to the Barton family,
she
“Wake up!”
consciousness grew hazy, Cierra seemed to be able to hear the chattering of angry roars in her
you’d better
through so much trouble to drag you ashore. I didn’t want to see you
throw you back into the water. At least you can make some contributions by feeding fish. What’s the point of lying
“Cierra, wake up!”
“Cough.”
water in Cierra’s lungs was cleared, and she came back to
Was she… not dead?
sunlight made her
the shore like at salted fish. Other than raising her hand to show that she was alive, she
Alive…
She was still alive.
her eyes completely, she was still
who saved her, and she also knew who the man beside
that this lunatic
that he was going to take revenge on her and
used up all her strength, it was Patrick who pulled her
not have the energy to think about
a good
carried her on his shoulder again, she
sorry, Cierra weakly expressed her
thinking, he was indeed saving
and said, “Miss Barton, are you thanking me? I
of energy, and his hoarse and teasing words clearly showed
this person also knew what tired was.
into the water with her, and struggling to drag her ashore, he still had the
tone that he was at the end of his rope, she would have wondered if he was a robot or if
reality was
know that I didn’t intend to kill you? It’s just that I’ve always been clear about gratitude and hatred. Since you saved me,
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