Divorced but Delighted

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.

want her to be fine, you’d better find a hospital as soon as possible. If you only hope that she is alive and doesn’t care what she becomes in the future, then just ignore what I

“Then why

inner cabin and pushed open

and had been relying on nutrient fluids to maintain her life. In addition, she was hot, so her face was pale under the light.

was scattered on her shoulders, and

the door, her little head on the bed finally

by the bed. He lowered his indifferent eyes

raised her eyes. When she saw the face in front of her clearly, her dull eyes suddenly lit up, and her voice

Patrick was speechless.

expectantly. “Draven, what’s wrong with me?

Patrick’s body was restrained, and his casual eyes gradually became serious.

pale face for a while, as if he

illness, only innocence and pity remained. Especially her watery eyes, she was like a young child that had been abandoned by her mother as soon as she was born, and she was pitifully looking for someone to take her in.

for a long time, and a line of cold

you call me?”

silent for a moment before biting her lip. Her eyes, which

lowered her head and said in a choked voice, “I know you hate me now. You only have Aleah in your heart. But no matter what, we grew up together. Can’t I call you like before just because I lost my parents

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

~”Mr. Trevino…”

Patrick noticed

between Cierra and Patrick, he had heard of the name

ago, there was even news that Aleah committed suicide and was found

plastic surgery to make

or not, she shouldn’t have appeared here with Mr.

other words, she should not have

he could roughly judge that there might be something wrong with

mention him, even Patrick knew about

voice, Patrick raised his hand to stop him. “You

He glanced at the woman crying silently on the bed 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 when

body was weak, and crying consumed a lot of

was because she was embarrassed or because she didn’t want to look at the person in front of her. She

was Patrick who pulled her out casually. “Have you