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.

was still wrinkled after being dried. There were even some weeds in

his coat in such a state, Cierra didn’t know if she should say that she was a valuable hostage, or if Mr. Patrick didn’t take this matter

in the mood to

to find something to eat in such a deep forest and how

the others, she could only think about it in

other things

who was still sleeping soundly opposite her, and paused to think for a

be considered that she

touch with his own people since he could make a fire here and bring her

thinking about it for a while, Cierra asked

“Mr. Trevino, Mr. Trevino?”

movement from the person lying

downs of his chest, Cierra would have thought that he

raindrops from yesterday. When it

this moment, Cierra also noticed that something was wrong with

by many plants, and the sun could shine down unscrupulously, which was too hot and

normal people’s reactions, they should open their eyes and move to another place, unlike Patrick, who frowned and did

“Patrick Trevino.”

the courage

of sunlight, which probably made Patrick feel

body was pressing down on her, almost causing

“Hey!”

pushed Patrick away and he fell heavily to the other side as if

rock of the cave, and the

stunned for a moment. When she came to her

were 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

want to see this lunatic

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

nightmare, which almost made her die in the mountains and never see her