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

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

What?

Was he actually afraid?

Why?

Why?

would not have such

shouldn’t be the

suddenly tightened his grip on the tree trunk, and

and pressed hard on the wound with

if he had

pain subsided for a while, Patrick raised

was no emotion in his dark

up at the road ahead

for a moment, Patrick

own eyes whether Cierra

he suddenly lost

wound on his abdomen. He turned around

“Patrick?”

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

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

was holding the water and walking up to him, with

he

he

had suddenly blocked his chest, making him panic, but

never had such a feeling before,

that this kind of

uncomfortable, but he didn’t want it to

concert. It was like a blind person regained his

knew that this kind of feeling was willing to restrain his emotions. No matter how it echoed in his heart, just like Cierra’s voice calling him, it did not dissipate for a long

moment. She just glanced at the small pool of blood at his feet. For a moment, she didn’t know whether she should

again and again, she finally raised her head and squeezed out a few

still come

sudden, the emotions

and his voice was hoarse. He said weakly, “I’m already like this. Do

can

Cierra blinked.

remembered that when she was seriously injured, she had only one

the

was about to die but still had the strength to

expression, she seemed to have