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?”

leaned over to get close to Cierra and let out

“Beg me.”

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

and spat out the last

Disgusting her?

to disgust hin

her and suddenly chuckled. “Miss

her. He walked around

followed his footsteps and then noticed the

there was a tile-covered wall. The

only look

was a single bed on her right. Of course, it was now an iron frame with rust stains. No one knew how many years it had been since someone had touched

about the decoration on the opposite side. There was just a wall and no window It was so oppressive that it drove people

was pacing back and forth in the room. She felt that this man

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

he was neither

he

“Mr. Trevino?”

observing the surroundings, Cierra called

of her. He stopped and looked

calmly and

Patrick narrowed his eyes.

her, and sat

if I tell

you ask someone to send food over after you

was really hungry. Originally, she had received quite a bit of shock. However, now that she had recovered from the shock

answer her question. He just leaned back lazily in the chair and looked around

that 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

voice echoed in the empty space, piercing into Cierra’s ears