Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Chapter 407 It’s Not Embarrassing to see a doctor If you are ill

“Miss Barton, are you talking to me?”

Patrick turned around and looked down at her.

Cierra said for certain, “What else can I talk to in this room other than you?”

The man was about to die from blood loss, hanging on the wall without any movement. If it weren’t for his weak breathing, everyone would have thought…

As for herself, her hands and feet were tied. Who else could she call?

Patrick seemed to have heard something funny. He looked her up and down and said, “Miss Barton, you’re a little bolder. It’s seems that you don’t know me well enough and’ you are ordering me around. Do you really think you’re here as a guest?”

“But Mr Trevino, didn’t you invite me here?”

Cierra tilted her head like him and said wearily, “Your treatment is really bad.”

Patrick sneered and glanced at Cierra coldly, no longer responding to her.

How could he not tell that Cierra was doing this on purpose?

But the fact that this woman could calm down so quickly and start to talk to him. casually showed that she was obviously not a good person as well.

This game seemed to be more interesting.

He stared at Cierra for a long time and suddenly smiled. “I don’t think there’s anything wrong with the way I treat my guests. If you’re not satisfied, you should find a way to make me happy, understand?”

To make him happy?

Disdain flashed across Cierra’s face.

Patrick didn’t care about her rudeness at all. He said in his usual voice, “Miss Barton, don’t you understand? Didn’t I tell you the solution just now?”

over to get close to Cierra and let out a

“Beg me.”

avoid his touch. She said innocently with the red marks on her neck “But I didn’t beg you at that time, and you didn’t kill me, did you? Do you not have enough strength to kill

and

Disgusting her?

was going to disgust

turned his head to look at her and suddenly chuckled. “Miss

ignored her. He walked around the small

his footsteps and then noticed the

left, there was a tile-covered wall. The patterns on it were a little strange, and some parts were a little irregular, as if it had been hollowed out and something had been installed. She couldn’t see

only look

rust stains. No one

dark, she could vaguely feel that there was nothing special about the decoration on the opposite side. There was just a wall

back and forth in the room. She

who was still fed with raw meat to

neither wolf

the end, he became

“Mr. Trevino?”

Cierra called out to Patrick

of her. He stopped and looked back at her. “Have you figured out how

calmly and

Patrick narrowed his eyes.

chair over from behind her,

you mind if I tell

you ask someone to send food over after you

she had received quite a bit of shock. However, now that she had recovered from the shock and exhausted all of

leaned back lazily

this house used to be the place where my good brother was punished? As long as he did something wrong or dissatisfied his mother or grandfather, he would be locked up here. Only when he realized his mistake and admitted that he

the empty space, piercing