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.

forehead. He tried his best to restrain himself from torturing her. “Hurry up if you want to do

used a lot of strength to

finished speaking, he suddenly

to do it yet. What do you mean by

Cierra was frightened!

dagger to prevent Patrick’s injuries

to think about it. When the man fell

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

but Patrick seemed to be very cold. He kept leaning against her

“Mr. Trevino?”

on his forehead, Cierra didn’t dare to joke

real retribution. She didn’t even need to do

little unconscious because of the fall. He

couldn’t help rolling her

spent a lot of effort to push him away from her shoulder and help him lie down near

that Cierra saw the dried

before she woke up.

She

about to leave, her wrist was

“Where are you going?”

have woken up all of a sudden. He exerted a lot of strength in his

some water. You’re having a terrible fever, so I have to give you a cold compress. The water

weakly and didn’t say anything

out of the cave,

you

soon as he finished speaking, not to

don’t know what’s going on in the mountains at night.

care of

with disdain and turned

be in the mountains at this time of

she was a beast in the mountains, she would come out to find something to

was so cold that no

the road. She kept complaining in