Chapter 430 The Same Kind

“What?”

Cierra cursed all the way, but when she suddenly heard the person behind her speak, she didn’t react for a moment.

Obviously, Patrick had no intention of repeating himself. He held the stone wall and sat down again.

The pain made his face change. He closed his eyes and endured for a long time before he came to his senses.

It wasn’t that Cierra didn’t hear what he said, but she didn’t quite understand what he meant.

At this time, she finally understood why the man endured the wounds on his body and went out. It was probably because she hadn’t come back for a long time that he planned to go out and look for her.

Feeling the joy of teasing him, Cierra couldn’t help teasing him. “Say, Mr. Trevino, are you worried that I’ll be in danger outside, so you went out to look for me?”

“How is this possible…”

Before Patrick could open his eyes, he retorted.

When he opened his eyes, his entire body suddenly froze.

The cold sweat on his forehead was soothed by a burst of coolness, and the irritability and depression all over his body seemed to be relieved by the cold wet cloth.

He did not even notice that Cierra was so close to him when he closed his eyes.

At this time, an inexplicable emotion rose in his heart.

In the past, those women were nothing more than a kind of physical release.

This was the first time that he had allowed a strange woman to approach him without any rejection.

Cierra was focused on taking care of Patrick. If she knew what he was thinking, she would slap him on his face.

a wet cloth on his forehead and

run away. You’re really sick. If I wanted to run, why would I have to wait until the evening? It’s just that I’m kind and

non-stop, and her busy work did

just go out for

divided her shirt, kept some for him to bandage the wound, and wet

and she didn’t complain about how

only gone out for a short while before this person caught up

also suddenly felt a bit lucky that she didn’t run out

this madman’s temper, if she was caught before she could find William, who knew what would

goes, the more friends you have,

why Patrick looked for

had dragged her out of the lake, she felt that it was still possible for her to build a good relationship with Mr.

good to offend people too much in business. She had to think about the Barton

if her decision was

cloth. Just as she was about to ask Patrick to remove the clothes

Miss Barton, you said you

Cierra feel inexplicably uncomfortable, so she stopped

I do? Don’t

wished she could smash the cotton cloth on Patrick’s face or stuff it

anger, she suddenly didn’t want

forehead made him feel a little better,

the corner of his eye, he glanced at the fuming Cierra and the mockery on his face grew even

yourself said that I’m a madman. Instead of killing a lunatic, you tried your best to take care of him at night. How can this be called kindness? Outside, you’ll be scolded as a goody-goody. Do you

the fire, Cierra’s expression

as soon as Patrick finished speaking, she suddenly realized that

So she calmed down.

loved life and gave great help to

some people think that this behavior was mostly to complete others but hurt myself in the end. What a pure idiot. Is this what Mr.

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