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 it

there was no way forward, but that he was a little afraid. He was afraid that if he took one wrong

What?

Was he actually afraid?

Why?

Why?

not have such unnecessary

shouldn’t be the

grip on the tree trunk, and his

on the wound

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

for a while, Patrick raised

emotion in his

road ahead with no expression on

pausing for a moment, Patrick saw

with his own eyes whether Cierra had

he suddenly lost

oozed out from the wound on his abdomen. He turned

“Patrick?”

clear voice suddenly came from behind him. It came from a distance and lingered in the empty

“Why did you run out? Are the wounds okay? Can you hold

at the woman who was holding the water and

describe how he felt

should he describe

his chest, making him panic, but he didn’t dislike this kind

before, and he didn’t

instinctively hoped that this kind of emotion could last

was very strange and uncomfortable, but he didn’t want it

of the hospital to hear a concert. It was like a blind person regained his sight

feeling was willing to restrain his emotions. No matter how it echoed in his heart, just like Cierra’s voice calling him, it did

small pool of blood at his

and again, she finally raised

can still come out in this state.

sudden, the emotions in Patrick’s heart

was dry, and his voice was hoarse. He said weakly, “I’m

can

Cierra blinked.

when she was seriously injured,

she died, the sooner she

to see someone who was about to die but

saw Patrick’s speechless expression, she seemed to have