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.

it. When you wake up tomorrow morning, you can lead the way, I can help you down the

his eyelids

a little more free-spirited, your principles should be very strong, especially fairness.

“Miss Barton.”

could finish her words, Patrick

said coldly, “Have you watched too many

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

Fairness?

why would he be so bored as to

all because of those

what he meant, but she

She nodded. “I see.”

he couldn’t guarantee her safety, she

leaned against the stone wall, and closed

was also planning what

she did not respond

the man who was still suffering in pain felt

Did she understand?

What did she understand?

of his eye and saw a slender figure in a coat leaning against the

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

and he didn’t continue to

closed his eyes and fell asleep in

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

though he had fallen into a

a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity

dream it was. He only knew that someone

room, but he was a little bored to stay

a person very

next to him. Although he couldn’t see that person’s face clearly, nor could he hear any sound, he felt that… falling into a dream was

he was willing to sink in

would never

why does he have such a

a tall man and stepped into the forest step by step with