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.

you wake up tomorrow morning, you can lead the way, I can help you down the mountain to the hospital, or I can help you find someone to settle down.

raised his eyelids

him. “I think that although people like you are a little more

“Miss Barton.”

her words, Patrick

“Have you watched too many TV

staring at him and wanted to drag him down. Those old men in Washington D.C. might even kick him off if he

Fairness?

would he be so bored as to play such

because of those

meant, but she

She nodded. “I see.”

couldn’t guarantee her safety, she had to think

with the coat, leaned against the stone wall, and closed her

also planning

because she did not respond to Patrick that the cave suddenly quieted

light, the man who

Did she understand?

What did she understand?

his eye and saw a slender figure in a coat leaning against the stone wall near the entrance of the cave. He couldn’t even

was still very painful, but maybe it was because of the cleaning and treatment, compared with the

he didn’t continue to

closed his eyes

a daze, he felt something cold covering

though he had fallen into a dream, a rare and

once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in his

He only knew that someone was by his side in the most

afraid of the dark room, but he was

hated a

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

to

never wake

have such a severe fever? He can’t even

and stepped into the forest step by step with her hands on