Divorced but Delighted

“But you didn’t agree with me.”

Cierra smiled at him and looked down at the dagger in her hand. She even raised her hand to try the blade.

The dagger shone with a cold light under the fire light, making the smile on Cierra’s face even colder.

“Mr. Trevino, I’m not a saint. I’m just stating my thoughts. But you said I was stupid. Don’t confuse my memory.”

“What’s the difference?”

Patrick gasped for breath and asked in confusion.

Cierra maintained her smile, “Of course there is.”

She slowly moved the dagger towards Patrick’s wound.

“I’m willing to save you because of your last bit of humanity. I don’t want to see you die. in the wilderness, but it doesn’t mean that I’ll believe such stupid words that a prodigal will regret and become a good person.

“I like what people on the Internet say very much. Why can bad people be forgiven just stopping what they are doing, while good people have to suffer?

“I saved you because you’re a human. I don’t want to treat you wholeheartedly because you’re not a good person. Do you understand?”

In the end, she didn’t cut Patrick’s wound with the dagger. After scaring him, she put it into the sheath.

The dagger was Patrick’s, but she didn’t know if this lunatic would go crazy again. She’d better hide it away herself.

Patrick looked at her coldly and sneered. “Do you think you’ll be safe if you take away a tiny dagger?”

“But, at the very least, you’ll have to ask me for help in your current state.”

Cierra did not express much of his mockery.

In this case, no matter how eloquent he was, he was still a paper tiger. She knew very well that a person who couldn’t even walk steadily was not dangerous.

She added a few more pieces of firewood to the fire, then picked up the coat again and covered herself with it, intending to fall asleep again.

Before that, she calmly discussed her plan with Patrick.

can lead the way, I can help you down the mountain to the hospital, or I can help you find someone to settle down. I only have one condition, which is to ensure my

eyelids and looked

a little more free-spirited,

“Miss Barton.”

Cierra could finish her words, Patrick interrupted

“Have you watched too many TV

drag him down. Those old men in Washington D.C. might even kick him off if he made any

Fairness?

be so bored as to play

was all because of those

meant,

She nodded. “I see.”

couldn’t guarantee her safety, she had to think of

leaned against the stone wall, and closed

also planning what

she did not respond to Patrick

the firewood flickered with dim yellow light, the man who was still suffering

Did she understand?

What did she understand?

eye and saw a slender figure in a coat leaning

painful, but maybe it was because of the cleaning

dizzy, and he didn’t continue to

closed his eyes and

in a daze, he felt something cold covering his forehead again, and he slept well that

was as though he had fallen into a dream, a rare and

once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in

of dream it was. He only knew that someone was by his side in

of the dark room, but he was

a person very

to him. Although he couldn’t see that person’s face clearly, nor could he hear any sound, he

was willing to sink

never

have such a severe fever? He can’t even wake

man and stepped into