Divorced but Delighted

At the river crossing dock of New York.

Next to the warehouse stood an old bungalow.

It was lunchtime, and the smell of fireworks came from the corridor, floating to the river and mixing with the mist.

The faint fragrance of medicine mixed with the smell of food was hard to detect.

“Mr. Patrick, I’ve brought it back.”

At the end of the corridor of the bungalow, Calvin stood at the door of the room, holding a small box in his hand. He did not dare to walk in.

Different from the dilapidated surface of the bungalow, the room was small but well-equipped, which could be comparable to a five-star hotel.

Patrick was sitting on the sofa against the wall.

In such late autumn, his upper body was naked. Wounds on his sturdy chest and abdomen could be seen clearly, especially the one on his abdomen. The medicine made it dark brown, which looked even more terrifying.

Patrick was carefully applying medicine to himself and bandaging the bandages on his body.

Hearing the voice at the door, he didn’t even raise his head. “Put it on the table.”

Inside the box was none other than Browning pistol that had been stuffed into Cierra’s palm on Mount Shasta.

Since it had been taken away by the Morgan family, he naturally had a way to get it out.

“Is there anything else?”

Patrick simply bandaged the wound on his abdomen and ignored the other injuries.

The wound was caused by hitting a rock in the lake, and it was inflamed, so he had to clean it up.

As for the others, they were nothing more than some superficial wounds caused by the fight with that group of people days ago. He didn’t take them seriously at all.

After the wound on his abdomen was bandaged, Patrick saw that the person at the door had not left yet, so he asked.

Standing at the door, Calvin hesitated and said, “I heard that Old Mr. Trevino has come. to New York and met Old Mrs. Trevino and Draven alone.”

He finished and didn’t disclose more.

Patrick paused for a moment and

can’t cause any trouble. Don’t

“But Mr. Patrick, if old Mr. Trevino sees Draven and hands

equivalent to kicking Patrick

at all. “Do you think they will get what they want if they hand it over to Draven? Draven is not easy

was easy to guess what that wily old fox was

him, so he wanted to find someone who was

compete with Draven and choose a more

think he was the king?

that Patrick had come to New York

of their people in New York had been removed by Draven, and Patrick had also been sent to this place. It seemed that Patrick had been abandoned by that old fox. Calvin couldn’t help

we’ve already come this far, why don’t we think of another way?”

have

down and took out the Browning pistol

raised his hand and pointed it at

to say for a moment. He cried out, “Mr. Patrick, please take it back! It will be terrible

“There’s no bullet. What are you

Calvin had watched Patrick grow up and knew what kind of temper

at the young man in front of him and

time, old Mr. Trevino watched you grow up. If you go and admit defeat in front of him,

is really handed over to Draven, I’m

better to hand it over to my younger

freewheeling, which

a long while, the latter added hesitantly, “How, how

in Washington D.C. were scheming against each other and using all

it even better in his

casually, “It’s better that Draven works for those old foxes, isn’t

tired. At the end of the year, he had to give dividends to those rich young. men who didn’t assist. Was he a

trivial tasks to his dear little

want to talk about this with him. He changed the topic and asked, “How’s the person I asked you to keep an eye on?”

was talking about Cierra.

night, they came down from Mount Shasta. Before he could bandage his wound, he ordered someone to the hospital to keep an eye on

he didn’t have

Chamber family in New York. It was not easy to