Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Chapter 427 The Wound Is Inflammation

“I’m praising you for being noble. So what?”

Cierra glanced at the pale-faced Patrick and was not afraid at all.

When she was kidnapped, she dared to scold him and even dragged him into the water. How could she be afraid of the lunatic who was so sick that he couldn’t stand straight at the moment?

Patrick’s blood surged, and he seemed to be struggling to get up.

But as soon as he sat up straight, he fell down again as if he had lost his bones, and his face became paler because of the pain.

It didn’t look like he had a fever at all, but more like…

At this moment, Cierra also noticed that something was wrong. Especially after Patrick moved a little, she smelled the faint smell of blood in the air.

She approached him with a serious expression and raised her hand to look at where he was sitting.

But before her fingers could touch him, she was slapped away. “… Stay away from me.”

Patrick’s tone was weak and stubborn.

Cierra had a look of disgust on her face as she looked at him with a complicated expression. “Don’t flatter yourself. You’re smelly and dirty. Do you think I want to touch you?”

Patrick’s brows were knit together tightly while his eyes revealed a ferocious glow, and he was extremely like an infant beast that was on the verge of danger and was already tainted with blood yet still maintained its battle.

Cierra only glanced at him. Looking at his defensive look, she suddenly thought of something.

She pretended to be surprised and said exaggeratedly, “Do you think I’m going to do something to you? Wow, really? Don’t you know what you look like now? Besides, even if it’s the right time and place, you…”

Her words were half probing and half mocking.

“Me what?”

However, Patrick took her words seriously and sat up angrily.

However, the pain on his body pulled him back. He could only glare at Cierra angrily.

Cierra clicked her tongue and said, “Don’t you know? Do you think you’re clean? If I

remember correctly, Aleah was diagnosed with that disease in the hospital. Who knew that you…”

“Stop!”

words hit the nail on the head, but she

and glanced at the place

cold and white moonlight, she could vaguely see the winding brown marks. It seemed that some parts of it had dried up and were stuck

were brown, and he hadn’t moved much during the day. Perhaps he had, but she was fetching water outside at that time, so she naturally didn’t know that there were other

and Patrick’s pale face, it seemed that the wound

he bear

What

closed his eyes without

but she couldn’t say

the injury was not on her

when others are sad, I’m happy. This

upset because she missed home, but when she

was in a good mood and

need it at night or you can’t stand the pain, you can

finished speaking, she pulled off the dirty coat and casually covered herself with it. Then, she really

eyes and saw Cierra

This woman…

for a while before lifting his clothes with a

When he went ashore, he hit a rock. Under the impact. of

the wound. It wasn’t until he was exhausted that he suddenly realized that his abdomen had

to temporarily stop in this cave, not directly going down the mountain to find his

open, and the wound was badly mutilated. The smell of blood also

out on his forehead. Every movement made him feel as if all the

knew very well that if this wound was not treated, the consequences would

the current situation was not optimistic at all. The only living person around

raised his eyes and looked at Cierra, who was sleeping opposite him. He pursed his lips and

‘Miss Barton.”

for him to call her

Get Bogot✰

this moment. She could not sleep in seconds, let alone in such

heard the sound but did not

of the pain in his abdomen,

Cierra still didn’t move.