Divorced but Delighted

At dusk, Cierra didn’t know where she was.

She only knew that she was like a piece of driftwood, staggering in the water, or as sitting on a MegaDrop. It was so bumpy that she didn’t dare to open her eyes.

After an unknown period of time, the bumpy sensation finally subsided, allowing her to catch her breath and rest. She curled up in a corner and lay down in peace of mind.

But there was someone next to her who pulled her to lie down.

Then, she felt that someone was feeding water into her mouth, she finally stopped struggling and absorbed what she needed by instinct. After that, she fell asleep.

Her consciousness gradually cleared up. When she opened her eyes again, she saw that the morning sun was like blood, dyeing a large area of clouds red.

Cierra was a little mesmerized.

It was not that she had never seen the morning sun before, but it was the first time she had seen it in such an environment.

She was surrounded by mountains. The clouds had not yet dissipated, but the dusky sun was slowly scattering. There were sounds of orioles around, which made her feel relieved and get rid of all her tiredness,

Cierra didn’t know if it was because of the scenery or because she had had a good rest yesterday, but although her whole body was sore, her chest was unblocked. She was calm and happy, even if she was in a place she didn’t know.

It was a natural cave. Although it was very simple, it was clean and could shelter people from wind and rain.

The temperature dropped in this season, and in the mountain it was even colder. Except for birds, there were not many chirping insects. There were some grass at the entrance of the cave, as well as a pile of burned gray wood in the middle, indicating how she had survived last night.

This was also something that Cierra was unwilling to face.

It was hard to imagine that she survived by the help of her kidnappers when she was unconscious.

Was it because she was a hostage and couldn’t die?

But it seemed that there was no need to treat her so well as a hostage.

Cierra lowered her gaze and glanced at the coat she was wearing.

been wet, it was still wrinkled after being

should say that she was

was not in the mood to

hungry that she was thinking about how to find something to eat

in

of survival, other things were not

glanced at Patrick, who was still sleeping soundly opposite her, and paused to

just like that, would it be considered that she had escaped from this man’s

was not impossible for him to get in touch with his own people since he could make a fire here and bring her

it for a while, Cierra

“Mr. Trevino, Mr. Trevino?”

no movement from the person lying on the

the ups and downs of his chest, Cierra would have thought that he was out

outside had completely risen, evaporating the raindrops from yesterday. When it was warm again, she felt

moment, Cierra also noticed that something was wrong

cave they were in was not covered by many plants, and the sun could shine down unscrupulously, which

open their eyes and move to another place, unlike Patrick, who

“Patrick Trevino.”

finally mustered up the

which probably made Patrick feel comfortable, so he instinctively fell

body was pressing down on her, almost

“Hey!”

and he fell heavily to the other side as if he

the rock of the cave, and the noise made Cierra

came to her senses, she rushed out of the cave

thorns and bushes everywhere in the mountains, and she didn’t know which road to take. She only knew that she had to stay away from that lunatic

to

had happened in the past two days, what she had heard from the Trevino family’s dark room, and all the

a nightmare, which almost made her die