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

“Beg me.”

neck “But I didn’t beg you at that time, and you didn’t kill me, did you? Do you not

tone and spat out the last sentence

Disgusting her?

was going to disgust hin

to look at her and suddenly

her. He walked around the small messy house in

footsteps and

wall. Not far from him was an iron gate. Looking to the left, there was a tile-covered wall. The

could only look

her right. Of course, it was now an iron frame with rust stains. No one

the dark, she could vaguely feel that there was nothing special about the decoration on the opposite side. There was just a wall and no window It was so oppressive that

man who was pacing back and forth in the room. She felt that this man had probably grown up in

might be just like a wolf raised in a cage, who was still fed with raw meat to keep his animal nature, and were

was neither wolf

the end, he became

“Mr. Trevino?”

the surroundings, Cierra called out

man was quite tolerant of her. He stopped and looked back at her. “Have you figured out how

calmly and said for

Patrick narrowed his eyes.

snorted, pulled the chair over from behind her, and sat down not too far away from

you mind if I tell you

you ask someone to send

quite a bit of shock. However, now that she had recovered from the

back lazily in the chair and

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 was wrong and he wouldn’t do that again, he could

in the empty space, piercing into