Divorced but Delighted

The group of people in the underground garage were shocked by the noise and stopped what they were doing. They looked at the door together.

When they saw that it was only Patrick alone, a contemptuous smile appeared on their face.

“He’s just an injured good-for-nothing. Who do I think he is? Don’t forget that we saved him from the mountain like a dog today.”

Gaelen, who was leading the way, stepped forward first, picked up a stick against the wall, and waved it in his hand.

“You ordered us to do dirty things and beat us up. Buddies, I can’t swallow this anger. What about you?”

Everyone echoed.

The noise echoed in the empty garage, deafening.

As for Cierra, who was originally kneeling on the ground, was completely ignored. It was as if she had been tossed aside by someone.

Blood flowed down her nose and blurred her eyes. She couldn’t see who the person was, but she vaguely thought about someone. She was a little uncertain.

The figure looks like Draven or her brother…

She couldn’t see clearly.

Patrick, who had barged in, was also bleeding.

He had a high fever for two days, and the wounds on his body had just been stitched up in the hospital this morning. When he came in, he fought with the yellow-haired man who was guarding the door, and the wound naturally split open again. But he acted as if he didn’t feel the pain and just looked at the group of people in front of him with contempt.

“A bunch of ants sure know how to make noise.”

Patrick sneered and casually lifted the suit jacket on his shoulder, revealing the hospital gown. It was a little funny, but because of the bloodstains on it, it looked even more terrifying.

He swept his gaze over the shabby-looking Cierra behind this group of people and revealed a playful smile.

“You made my savior like this. Tell me, how should I repay you?”

It didn’t seem like he was sincerely treating Cierra as his savior. He deliberately emphasized the words, and no one could tell if he was happy to see Cierra in her current state, or if he was sad that she was in such a state because of him.

But no matter what, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Patrick had bad intentions.

they didn’t understand what he meant, he was

he lost a few teeth, his face was a little distorted, and his

I don’t understand.

he ordered, the strange confrontation finally dissipated.

adding a legendary story to the originally empty and shabby building.

gangsters, who made a living by fighting, had never thought that they would be beaten by two people in batches in less than

he had the strength to fight back, Patrick also suffered heavy losses.

Butter. He mumbled. curses in a vague voice, but the next

by a woman, and now he was beaten by her lover. How could all the bad things happen to him

was unwilling to give up. While rolling on the ground, he felt a strong

away, he suddenly stood up, picked up a broken wooden stick on the ground, and

you,

fierce fighting for a moment.

of the voice and saw Gaelen holding onto Cierra with the broken wooden stick

woman’s slender neck. If it

face darkened

whether it was his or

that, he stood with his head lowered in the crowd

expression, Gaelen was confident that he would

back. His face was full of ferocity as he said fiercely to Patrick, “Throw away

his eyes and smiled contemptuously as if he was looking

of people can’t beat me and even used such a dirty

you going to throw your weapons away or not? If you don’t surrender, I’ll kill your woman!”

on Patrick’s face widened.

one

it just so happened that this group of people were

a step forward, and the people around him also took

that this group of dangerous gangsters was the one

as being afraid of death.

Gaelen was no exception. “I’m not scaring you. Hurry up and throw away the

Patrick verbally, the wooden spike in his hand poked at

Cierra’s neck, and there were

scene of him holding this woman hostage