Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Chapter 432 A High fever

“But you didn’t agree with me.”

Cierra smiled at him and looked down at the dagger in her hand. She even raised her hand to try the blade.

The dagger shone with a cold light under the fire light, making the smile on Cierra’s face even colder.

“Mr. Trevino, I’m not a saint. I’m just stating my thoughts. But you said I was stupid. Don’t confuse my memory.”

“What’s the difference?”

Patrick gasped for breath and asked in confusion.

Cierra maintained her smile, “Of course there is.”

She slowly moved the dagger towards Patrick’s wound.

“I’m willing to save you because of your last bit of humanity. I don’t want to see you die. in the wilderness, but it doesn’t mean that I’ll believe such stupid words that a prodigal will regret and become a good person.

“I like what people on the Internet say very much. Why can bad people be forgiven just stopping what they are doing, while good people have to suffer?

“I saved you because you’re a human. I don’t want to treat you wholeheartedly because you’re not a good person. Do you understand?”

In the end, she didn’t cut Patrick’s wound with the dagger. After scaring him, she put it into the sheath.

The dagger was Patrick’s, but she didn’t know if this lunatic would go crazy again. She’d better hide it away herself.

Patrick looked at her coldly and sneered. “Do you think you’ll be safe if you take away a tiny dagger?”

“But, at the very least, you’ll have to ask me for help in your current state.”

Cierra did not express much of his mockery.

In this case, no matter how eloquent he was, he was still a paper tiger. She knew very well that a person who couldn’t even walk steadily was not dangerous.

She added a few more pieces of firewood to the fire, then picked up the coat again and covered herself with it, intending to fall asleep again.

Before that, she calmly discussed her plan with Patrick.

wounds on your body, let’s discuss it. When you wake up tomorrow morning, you can lead the way, I can help you down the mountain to the hospital, or I can help you find someone to

his eyelids and looked

“I think that although people like you are a little more free-spirited, your principles should be very strong, especially fairness. At

“Miss Barton.”

finish her words,

said coldly, “Have you watched too many TV series?

to drag him down. Those old men in Washington D.C. might

Fairness?

would he be so bored as to play

all because of those

understood what he meant, but she

nodded. “I see.”

couldn’t guarantee her safety, she

against

also planning what to

respond to Patrick that the cave suddenly

the firewood flickered with dim yellow light, the man who was still suffering in pain felt

Did she understand?

did she understand?

corner of his eye and saw a slender figure in a coat leaning against the stone wall near the entrance

was because of the cleaning and treatment, compared with

was dizzy, and he didn’t

closed his eyes and fell asleep in

something cold covering his forehead again, and he

though he had fallen into a dream, a

once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in his life.

it was. He only knew that someone was by his side in

was not afraid of the dark room, but he was a little bored to stay alone.

hated a person very

see that person’s face clearly,

was willing to sink in like

would never wake

why does he have such a severe fever? He can’t

into the forest step by step with her hands