Divorced but Delighted

Patrick sneered disdainfully. “If you want to hurt me, why wait until now? You don’t. even have to come back today. You can leave me here alone and wait for death.”

Without food and water, he could not guarantee the basic energy needs of the human body. He had no choice but to wait for death.

If she really wanted to kill him, why did she bother to dirty her hands?

Seeing that he had misunderstood, Cierra smiled.

“You think too much. I didn’t want you to die at all. If I stab you, it’s just revenge for what you’ve done to me in the past two days. After all, you pinched me like this, so you have to pay something, right, Mr. Trevino?”

She touched her neck with a harmless smile.

The dagger in Cierra’s hand made her words seem rather credible.

The cave suddenly quieted down, and the sound of firewood burning could be heard.

Patrick raised his eyes to look at her, and the weakness in his eyes suddenly turned into a seriousness.

Cierra was very satisfied with his expression.

Most of the fear in the world came from the unknown.

Of course, there was also a portion that came from knowing, but had to quietly wait for danger to descend.

It was like informing a death row criminal of the execution time, and then reminding him every single day. This process should be extremely torturous for him.

When she was tied up in the dark room by Patrick, she had experienced the former kind. of fear: Naturally, she wanted him to try this feeling, even if it was in another way.

Sure enough, when Cierra slowly approached Patrick with the dagger in her hand, Patrick’s face gradually turned cold. Cierra was not afraid.

She knew that Patrick had no strength at all at the moment, and his hands might even be trembling. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have handed over the task of cutting the rotten flesh to her, a pure newcomer who had never even seen serious injuries before.

Therefore, when Patrick released the signal of danger, the smile on Cierra’s face became even wider.

“Mr. Trevino, how deep do you think I should pierce to ensure that you can survive and make you feel full of pain?”

The blade swept across his wound. Although she didn’t touch it, for some reason, made him break out in a cold sweat, as if the pain was spreading.

best to restrain himself from torturing

used a lot of strength

as he finished speaking, he

figured out how to do it yet. What do you mean by leaning on the

Cierra was frightened!

the dagger to prevent Patrick’s injuries

about it. When the man fell heavily on her, the experience of daytime

body temperature was even higher, especially his head, which was so hot

was cold outside, but Patrick seemed to be very cold. He kept leaning

“Mr. Trevino?”

forehead, Cierra didn’t dare to

didn’t even need to do anything and he felt like

who seemed to be a little unconscious because of the fall. He just leaned against her

couldn’t help

she spent a lot of effort to push him away from her shoulder and help him

at this moment that Cierra saw the dried bloodstains on

bleeding since last night before she woke up. During this period, he didn’t get any bandages,

her gaze and put the coat on Patrick’s lap. She took out a tool and prepared to fetch water in the

about

“Where are you going?”

exerted a lot of strength in his

I’ll get some water. You’re having a terrible fever, so I have

his eyes weakly and didn’t say

the sound of Cierra coming out of the cave,

you

soon as he finished speaking, not to

if trying to smooth things over. “You’d better hurry up. I don’t know what’s going on in the mountains at night. I don’t have the strength to collect

take care of yourself

him with disdain and turned

could there be in the mountains at this time

a beast in the mountains, she would come out to find something to eat during the day and

that no

road. She kept complaining in her heart and cursed Patrick’s ancestors