Divorced but Delighted

Chapter 450 Get on the Account 

When the fire burst out on the riverbank, a cruise ship was on the river.

As it went slowly, neon lights were reflected on the surface of the water, creating circles of ripples.

On the deck at the bow of the ship, Patrick’s suit rested casually on his shoulder.

He rested his chin on his hand and looked at the sudden explosion in the bungalow not far away, letting the autumn wind blow on his face wantonly. His eyes were full of smiles, and his well-defined fingers tapped rhythmically on the railing, as if he was playing classical piano music.

“Do you think the sparks are beautiful?”

When Patrick heard footsteps behind him, the rhythm of his fingertips became even stronger. He asked with a faint smile, “What’s wrong?”

Standing behind him was a middle-aged man wearing a white coat and glasses.

The man was expressionless. He stared at the fire on the riverbank for a while before. slowly saying, “Mr. Patrick, the lady you brought with you has woken up. Do you want to go and have a look?”

“She’s awake?”

Hearing this, Patrick raised his eyebrows and looked behind him in surprise.

He stopped admiring the magnificent fire on the deck and quickly walked into the cabin.

“How is she?”

On the way, he didn’t forget to ask.

The doctor followed behind Patrick. “Her condition is not very optimistic. Although she’s awake, she doesn’t seem to want to communicate with me. In addition, her wound may be infected.”

After all, the environment outside was not as good as that of the hospital. There were bacteria everywhere.

Although Cierra had suffered a lot in her early years, the Barton family treated her like a princess. Even a princess would panic when she slept on a pea, let alone a young lady with broken ribs.

Hearing this, Patrick stopped in his tracks and asked casually, “Can you solve it?”

Judging from his tone, Patrick didn’t care much.

Thinking that he had a fever in Mount Shasta for days without even treating his wound, he was still fine. Patrick felt that nothing would happen to Cierra.

serious. “Mr. Patrick, if you want her to be fine, you’d better find a hospital as soon as possible. If

snorted. “Then why are you

cabin and pushed open the door to Cierra’s

few days and had been relying on nutrient fluids to maintain her life. In addition, she was hot, so her face

hair was scattered

the door,

bed. He lowered his indifferent eyes and said

she saw the face in front of her clearly, her dull eyes suddenly lit up,

Patrick was speechless.

notice anything unusual, she stared at Patrick expectantly. “Draven, what’s wrong with me?

Patrick’s body was restrained, and his

stared at her pale face for a while, as if he wanted to see something from it.

she was like a young child that had been abandoned by

her for a long time, and a

you call

moment before biting her lip. Her eyes,

me now. You only have Aleah in your heart. But no matter what, we grew up together. Can’t

fell from her palm-sized cheeks, which made her look so delicate and touching that anyone who looked at her

~”Mr. Trevino…”

noticed that something

he didn’t know what had happened between Cierra and Patrick, he had heard of the name

even news that Aleah committed suicide and was found out

plastic surgery to make her debut again.

or not, she shouldn’t

she should not have called him “Draven”.

he could roughly judge that there might

to mention him, even Patrick knew about it.

his hand to

and said nothing. Then he turned around and left with no

and Patrick were left in the room.

environment, the crying was a little obvious, and Cierra felt a little embarrassed

crying consumed a lot of physical strength. After a while, she stopped

she didn’t

end, it was Patrick who pulled

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