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.

didn’t understand what he meant, he was ready

front. Because he lost a few teeth, his face was a little distorted,

nonsense to me. I don’t understand. You’re just here for this woman. Buddies! Get your

he ordered, the strange confrontation

legendary story to the originally empty

by fighting, had never thought that they would be beaten

fight back, Patrick also suffered heavy

Gaelen Butter. He mumbled. curses in a vague voice, but the next second, he was attacked somewhere and

to spread on him. First, he was beaten by a woman, and now he

to give up. While rolling on the ground, he felt a strong hatred in his heart.

suddenly stood up, picked up a

you,

fierce fighting for a

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

neck. If it went any deeper, it would probably pierce

face darkened

was unknown whether

head lowered in the crowd

was confident that he would win.

and took a step back. His face was full of ferocity as he

if he was looking

can’t beat me and even used such

you going to throw your weapons away or not? If you don’t surrender,

Patrick’s face

was almost the same as the one in Gaelen’s hand. It had

happened that this group of people were trembling with

forward, and the people

of dangerous gangsters was

could be described as

exception. “I’m not scaring you. Hurry

spike in his hand poked at Cierra’s

down from Cierra’s neck, and there were new traces on her already dried-up

the scene of him holding this woman hostage in