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 ready to fight.

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

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

ordered, the strange confrontation finally

rose along with the howls, adding a legendary story to the originally empty and shabby building.

by fighting, had never thought that

he had the strength to fight back, Patrick also

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

also began to spread on him. First, he was beaten by a woman, and now he was beaten by her lover. How could all the bad things

rolling on the ground, he felt a strong hatred in

saw Cierra lying not far away, he suddenly stood up, picked up a broken

you,

roar stopped the fierce fighting for a

the voice and saw Gaelen holding onto

the woman’s slender neck. If it went any deeper, it would probably pierce

darkened slightly.

unknown whether it

like that, he stood with his head lowered in the crowd like

was confident that he

step back. His face was full of ferocity as he said

as if he was looking at a very

group of people can’t beat me

or not? If you

on Patrick’s

the same as the one in Gaelen’s

that this group of people

forward, and the people around

dangerous gangsters was

described as being

not scaring you. Hurry up

wooden spike in his hand

Cierra’s neck, and there were

this woman hostage in front of the