Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Chapter 412 I’m Really Aggrieved

“But I can’t control myself. Otherwise…”

Cierra wanted to say that if he was unwilling, he could find a subordinate to chat with her or pull her up, but when she turned her head, she realized that there was no one else around except for Patrick.

She didn’t know where they were, and whether the positioning device on her earring could connect to the signal or not was a problem.

If this man intended to leave her alone in the barren mountain, there seemed to be nothing she could do.

However, Cierra was not so pessimistic at the moment.

If Patrick wanted to kill her, he would have countless opportunities.

He could kill her at L’Opera Restaurant or the small house. There was no need to bring her to the barren mountain and carry her over personally.

He was a madman, not a fool.

After making sure that her life was not in danger for the time being, Cierra decided to do as she was told.

Otherwise, if something really happened in the deep mountains, the loss would outweigh the gain.

“Have you made your decision?”

“What decision?”

Cierra, who was lost in thought, was suddenly interrupted and asked subconsciously.

“Do you want to join me and play this game with me?”

Raindrops from the trees in the mountains gathered and fell, hitting Patrick on the forehead. The raindrops slid down his nose like a drop of delicate tears.

If he hadn’t been so arrogant, it would have been a delicate picture of a beauty crying.

In the words of praising those superstars on the Internet, it was called- the broken feeling.

Cierra knew very well that she could not be fooled by

face as Draven, he

indifferent to her verbally at

deceived by the face; she would have died

gaze from him to her tied-up wrist

have a choice. I have no other choice but to consider

if you’ve made

mind, he could let her continue to think about Cierra understood this verbal trick, but she still couldn’t help asking, “What if I refuse to participate

had no choice and you asked such a stupid question. Miss Barton, did

Cierra was speechless.

passive position now. If she refused, who knew what this lunatic would do to

she had no choice but to wait for someone to to save her. After all, she couldn’t walk with her

it didn’t matter even if her hands

hid her thoughts and forced a smile. “I’m just

So let’s go.”

had enough rest. He raised his hand and glanced at his watch. His expression suddenly turned cold. He walked over and pulled Cierra up from the ground, intending to carry

said, “Well… Mr. Trevino, aren’t you tired of carrying me all the time? Why don’t you untie the rope on

gaze. She was afraid that if she said one more word,

might as

smile and pretended to be

ignore her words and carry her like a sack. However, after glancing at her,

the bindings and being able to move her

while like a fool who had just tamed her limbs.

moment. He looked down at his watch and interrupted her in a cold voice, “Miss Barton, look at how happy you are. Do you

so engrossed that she

she had no choice but to apologize humbly. “I’m sorry, Mr.

met her bright eyes, he felt a little impatient. He was so annoyed that he suddenly regretted it that he had tied her up here on a

there seemed to be

play half of the

tied her right hand with his left hand with the hemp rope that had tied her feet just now. He even tied