Divorced but Delighted

Once his thoughts started to emerge, it was as if vines had grown roots and were continuously extending outwards.

The fire in the cave flickered, but because no one added firewood, it seemed to be extinguishing.

Patrick lowered his eyes and threw a handful of firewood in.

He saw that the fire had dimmed a little because of the branch that had just been thrown. in. After a light sound, the flame suddenly rose, lighting up the whole cave.

At this moment, Patrick suddenly propped himself up in pain and struggled to stand up.

The moment he got up, he felt dark in front of him for a moment. He almost lost all his strength and fell straight towards the ground.

Fortunately, at that moment, before he fully fainted, his body instinctively propped himself up against the stone wall in the cave and stood up.

He pursed his lips and relaxed for a while. Finally, he managed to stand up.

He raised his eyes, glanced at the cold night outside, and stumbled out.

He had been to the place where the water was extracted, and it was not far away from here. Logically speaking, the woman should have come back a long time ago, but she didn’t.

Patrick wouldn’t have guessed that Cierra would run away at this time.

If she wanted to leave, it was obviously a better time to leave during the day, instead of bringing him food and water during the day.

She hadn’t come back for so long. Maybe…

Patrick didn’t dare to think too much about it. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his consciousness gradually blurred after a few steps, so he walked very slowly.

Finally, he tripped over a bush in the wilderness and had no choice but to stop.

He closed his eyes, trying to wake himself up.

When he opened his eyes again, he felt dizzy.

The moonlight fell on his feet, and he seemed to see a few shadows vaguely.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of powerlessness.

At this age, he had never had such an emotion-he didn’t know what to do next.

He used to do whatever he wanted in the past. He never deliberately looked at the future.

However, at this moment, there seemed to be no way around.

He couldn’t even force his way through.

But why?

couldn’t figure

a little afraid. He was afraid that if

What?

Was he actually afraid?

Why?

Why?

have

shouldn’t be the

tightened his grip on the tree trunk, and

hard on the wound with trembling hands. The

sweat broke out on his forehead, as if he had been drenched in

pain subsided for a while,

emotion in

at the road ahead with no expression

a moment, Patrick saw the path

path, he could see with his own eyes whether Cierra had died outside or she had deliberately not come

he suddenly

oozed out from the wound on his

“Patrick?”

took a step forward, Cierra’s clear voice suddenly came from behind him. It came from a distance and lingered in the

Cierra caught up to him. “Why did you run out? Are the wounds okay? Can you

looked down at the woman who was holding the

how he

should he describe

had suddenly blocked his chest, making

had such a feeling before, and

hoped that this kind

but

out of the hospital to hear a concert. It was like a blind

to restrain his emotions. No matter how it

was thinking at the moment. She just glanced at the small pool of blood at his feet. For a moment, she

again, she finally raised her head and squeezed out

still come out

of a sudden, the emotions in Patrick’s

was hoarse. He said weakly, “I’m already like this. Do you think I’m…

can I

Cierra blinked.

that when she was seriously injured, she had

the

see someone who was about to

speechless expression, she seemed to