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.
really disappeared from the world and integrated into the mountains and
felt
Lydia, or Bruno had reconciled with Wanda, and her mother’s health had not
a lot of
the Barton family, she might have been able to leave
the end, she had seen
“Wake up!”
consciousness grew hazy, Cierra seemed to be able to hear the
you’d better
so much trouble to drag you ashore. I didn’t
If you don’t wake up, I’ll throw you back into the water. At least you can make some contributions by feeding fish. What’s the point of lying on the shore without opening your
“Cierra, wake up!”
“Cough.”
cleared, and she came
Was she… not dead?
dazzling sunlight made her unable
she simply lay on the shore like at
Alive…
She was still alive.
her eyes completely, she was still
who saved her, and she also knew who the
that this
thought that he was going to
she used up all her strength, it was Patrick
she did not have the energy to think about these things at
wanted to have a good sleep.
again, she spat out another mouthful of
little sorry, Cierra weakly expressed
matter what he was thinking, he
tongue and said,
experience, he had exhausted a lot of energy, and his hoarse and
was.
walking on the mountain road for so long, falling into the water with her, and struggling to drag her ashore, he still had the strength
end of his rope, she would have wondered if he
was
wearily. “Mr. Trevino, how would you 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
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