Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Chapter 445 Only Ounce Broken Ribs

At the river crossing dock of New York.

Next to the warehouse stood an old bungalow.

It was lunchtime, and the smell of fireworks came from the corridor, floating to the river and mixing with the mist.

The faint fragrance of medicine mixed with the smell of food was hard to detect.

“Mr. Patrick, I’ve brought it back.”

At the end of the corridor of the bungalow, Calvin stood at the door of the room, holding

a small box in his hand. He did not dare to walk in.

Different from the dilapidated surface of the bungalow, the room was small but

well-equipped, which could be comparable to a five-star hotel.

Patrick was sitting on the sofa against the wall.

In such late autumn, his upper body was naked. Wounds on his sturdy chest and

abdomen could be seen clearly, especially the one on his abdomen. The medicine made

it dark brown, which looked even more terrifying.

Patrick was carefully applying medicine to himself and bandaging the bandages on his body.

Hearing the voice at the door, he didn’t even raise his head. “Put it on the table.”

Inside the box was none other than Browning pistol that had been stuffed into Cierra’s palm on Mount Shasta.

Since it had been taken away by the Morgan family, he naturally had a way to get it out.

“Is there anything else?”

Patrick simply bandaged the wound on his abdomen and ignored the other injuries.

The wound was caused by hitting a rock in the lake, and it was inflamed, so he had to clean it up.

As for the others, they were nothing more than some superficial wounds caused by the fight with that group of people days ago. He didn’t take them seriously at all.

After the wound on his abdomen was bandaged, Patrick saw that the person at the door

had not left yet, so he asked.

Standing at the door, Calvin hesitated and said, “I heard that Old Mr. Trevino has come.

to New York and met Old Mrs. Trevino and Draven alone.”

and didn’t disclose

paused for a moment and immediately understood what he

sneered and said, “That old fox can’t

was anxious. “But Mr. Patrick, if old Mr.

to him…”

kicking

care at all. “Do you think they will get what they want if they hand it over

guess what that

him, so he wanted

and sensible.

compete with Draven and

to be in

think he was

competition, Calvin was

compete with

Patrick had also been sent to this place. It seemed that Patrick had been abandoned by that old fox. Calvin couldn’t help

far, why

far have we

words. He bent down and took out the Browning pistol on the coffee table, twirling it between

he raised his hand and pointed it at Calvin.

what he was

Patrick, please take it back! It will be terrible if

“There’s no bullet. What are you afraid

and knew

in front of him

profit this time, old Mr. Trevino watched you grow up.

and admit defeat in front of him, there may be a turning point

really

to hand it over to

looked freewheeling, which made

while, the latter added hesitantly, “How, how can this be

against each other and using all kinds of

even better in his

casually, “It’s better that Draven works for those old

had to manage the whole Trevino Group, so he didn’t even have time to rest and was extremely tired. At the

assist. Was he

leave those trivial tasks to his dear

glanced at Calvin, who couldn’t speak, and didn’t want to talk about this with him. He changed the topic

he was talking about

came down from Mount Shasta. Before he could bandage his wound, he

to the hospital to

than that, he didn’t have any other order.

family in New York. It was not easy to

York had been dug out

for someone to protect Miss. Barton. There’s news that her life isn’t in