Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 396 

Ray punched and kicked Patrick, who was lying on the edge of the cliff, crazily.

Patrick never let go, nor did he say a word, not even cried in pain.

When he found the opportunity, he quickly turned sideways and kicked Ray's injured leg hard with his right foot.

Ray's huge body fell into the snow.

Ray tried to get up several times, He was exhausted.

Finally, he fainted and stopped moving.

Above the cliff, Patrick immediately sped up and dragged Christina up.

Christina kept silent.She did not move, nor did she shout for him to let go.

This desolate and cold snow-capped mountain was incomparably silent.She was hanging on the edge of the cliff, unable to find the force point, surrounded by snow.She could only let him drag her hard.

But Christina knew that the steel knife was stuck in his body...

Drops of blood fell from above, and the sticky blood slid along his arm, past his cold fingertips, and intertwined with her hand.

Christina's stiff body was in midair and she almost held her breath.She did not dare to breathe the bloody smell.

He persisted in trying his best to pull her up bit by bit.

Christina quickly got up and saw the steel knife in his right shoulder.She squatted down and held the handle in her right hand, but her heart trembled.

The front half of the blade penetrated his body deeply.She knew how sharp the knife was because it was she who had brought it here.

"I told you, I told you to let go!"

She was trembling with the handle of the knife in her hand and couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes.

Christina cried and scolded as if she was on the verge of breaking down.

"Patrick, do you think you're great...Why don't you want to discuss anything with me? You're used to making decisions alone.There's a lot of snow down there.Even if I fall, I'll be fine."

"Do you think you are a hero? I don't want you to save me.I don't want you to protect me”

"I don't need you!"

Christina did not dare to touch the steel knife.The knife pierced his body deeply.

It would be dangerous to pull it out forcefully.

Tears kept streaming down her face.

In the past few days, she met many unexpected things.

The tourists screamed and cried in fear.

In fact, she was also afraid, but she endured it.She couldn't be scared.She had to protect Crystal and the others.She had always been firm, firmer than many women and even men.

But now, for some reason, tears were like a river that broke its banks, and she couldn't help but cry bitterly.

"Patrick, I don't need you..."

She scolded him hysterically, "You shouldn't be here.I didn't ask you to save me..""

"I told you to let go.Can't you hear me? I told you to let go.Why didn't you..."

"I don't need you."

clearly heard her cry and scold, and his body stiffened

propped himself up on the snow with his right hand, and

cried like a drowned

what to say and just looked at

to have suffered a great

"I’m...I'm afraid you'll fall."

her, and his voice was low

eyes were

wound on his back.He sighed in pain subconsciously,

suddenly raised her hand and wiped the tears off her face

as if she had

promised him that I would

up and

him and walk forward step by step.He knew that

suddenly cried just now, which made

winter clothes and carried

ona flashlight on his

straight ahead

direction to the

bright

it was because of the light in the night, or maybe it was because of him. It

snuggled up to each

for them to get back to the stone

ran out anxiously when he saw her coming

that there was another person beside Christina, he

burning at the entrance of the cave of the stone house, and

was Clear that Patrick looked tired

"Go in."

go back to the house to keep warm so

strode into the stone

widened, "Weren't you, weren't

he could hear some sound of

Christina was furious.

Bob ran away

could deal with Ray together!

"Patrick?"

was half unconscious in the stone house, opened her eyes when she heard their noisy

here

of her sentence, she couldn't help but get

looked in her direction and seemed surprised that Barbara was also in the stone house, but he

"Knife, why the knife..."

at the sharp steel knife on Patrick's back and shoulders in

blood gushing out of his

so scared that his face turned

"He's fine."

him, with a calm

on the ground, "How are

wanted to see the knife wound on his back against the fire, "Let me see the

hands around her and pressed

to hug him and subconsciously pushed him, but she saw

his back, which made it inconvenient for him to rest against the wall.She could only let him

"Patrick, don't sleep"

head and

strength but leaned against her, "Let me take a look

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