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.

though they didn’t understand what he meant,

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

much nonsense to me. I don’t understand. You’re

as he ordered, the strange confrontation finally dissipated.

along with the howls, adding a legendary

this group of gangsters, who made a living by fighting, had never thought that they would be beaten by two

strength to fight back, Patrick also

most serious injuries was none other than Gaelen Butter. He mumbled. curses in a vague voice, but

to spread on him. First, he was beaten by a woman, and now he was beaten by her lover. How could

rolling on the ground, he felt

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

of you,

roar stopped the fierce fighting for a moment.

the voice and saw Gaelen holding

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

darkened slightly.

whether it was his

head lowered

Gaelen was confident that he would

of ferocity as he said fiercely to Patrick, “Throw away the stuff in your hand!”

smiled contemptuously as if he

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

If you

on Patrick’s face widened.

his hand, which was almost the same as the one in Gaelen’s hand. It had been broken so

so happened that this group of people were trembling

a step forward, and the people around him also took a step back.

of dangerous gangsters was

described as being afraid

exception. “I’m not scaring you. Hurry up and throw away the weapon

threatened Patrick verbally, the wooden spike in his hand poked

Cierra’s neck, and there were new traces on her already

this woman hostage in front