Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Chapter 416 Embarrassed into Anger

Cierra froze when he finished speaking, and even her face turned pale.

How did he know?

Before she could react, Patrick approached her and said, “Miss Barton, you’re treating me like a fool. Have you ever thought that I’m not blind?”

Cierra bit her lips, her black eyes filled with anger.

His eyes weren’t blind. They were obviously behind him!

Along the way, she deliberately stumbled. One reason was that the mountain road was indeed challenging to walk on, and the other was to leave marks deliberately.

Unexpectedly, Patrick, who had been leading the way without looking back, found out what she was thinking.

At this moment, Cierra’s entire body was drenched, and her pitch-black hair was dyed with a bit of wildness. She was waiting for Patrick’s next move.

It was easy for him to hurt her!

“Why are you so nervous? I didn’t say that you did something wrong. If they haven’t found us by dawn, this play will have no protagonist.”

Patrick raised his hand, but it didn’t fall entirely. He just shook his head slightly and hid it behind him.

“Your dirty head is annoying, but it doesn’t matter. You will still be the high and mighty Miss Barton in a few hours. I think Miss Barton will be grateful to me then.’

He sneered. He no longer allowed Cierra to walk around on her own. Instead, he directly carried Cierra on his shoulder again. Like someone who did not know fatigue, he continued to walk in the same direction.

This time, Cierra stopped pretending obedient and struggled to jump off his shoulder.

-Perhaps Patrick was afraid that there wasn’t enough time, so he didn’t tie her legs with a rope this time, giving her space to escape.

Patrick had already exhausted a lot of his physical strength. In addition, he had been leading the way and had been carrying Cierra all this time. Other than Cierra deliberately shouting that she wanted to rest, he had never stopped.

Since he was exhausted and defenseless, Cierra jumped off his shoulder.

Patrick seemed to indulge her. Her hands were still tied, but he let her struggle roughly without any intention of stopping her.

back, there was only a faint

are

hand high and grabbed Cierra’s

as long as Patrick’s. She was also

looked thoughtfully at

pain and then lowering their heads and knees because of

a bowl of rice or aggrievedly asking him to stop and rest, or

gone through thick and thin together. I can’t bear to do anything to you. If you beg me, I’ll let you go. What do you

like a whisper between lovers, tempting her to lower her

that moment,

It was incredibly disgusting!

done before was to take advantage of the situation. She had deliberately followed Patrick’s words for what

anger and fear at that

fall into his eyes, wouldn’t this trip be a

would never allow such

Even if she died!

was about to be lifted off the ground by Patrick, she suddenly kicked

back in time. Otherwise, it would have been hard to say where he

his free hand to shackle her shoulder blade

Cierra was pressed against the tree and could

flatly, and he said indifferently, “Miss Barton, how dare you! If your kick goes wrong, I’ll let you live a

Cierra glared at him.

purpose. Hitting a weak spot was undoubtedly Cierra’s only chance when dealing with an enemy much stronger

reacted faster than

want. Do you

that he could do something worse than

this to her, as long as

gaze and met her dark eyes. Her pupils dilated, and he was in a trance for a

to think of someone through

Cierra any chance to resist and increased the strength

my patience anymore. Although I am