Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Chapter 450 Get on the Account

When the fire burst out on the riverbank, a cruise ship was on the river.

As it went slowly, neon lights were reflected on the surface of the water, creating circles of ripples.

On the deck at the bow of the ship, Patrick’s suit rested casually on his shoulder.

He rested his chin on his hand and looked at the sudden explosion in the bungalow not far away, letting the autumn wind blow on his face wantonly. His eyes were full of smiles, and his well-defined fingers tapped rhythmically on the railing, as if he was playing classical piano music.

“Do you think the sparks are beautiful?”

When Patrick heard footsteps behind him, the rhythm of his fingertips became even stronger. He asked with a faint smile, “What’s wrong?”

Standing behind him was a middle-aged man wearing a white coat and glasses.

The man was expressionless. He stared at the fire on the riverbank for a while before. slowly saying, “Mr. Patrick, the lady you brought with you has woken up. Do you want to go and have a look?”

“She’s awake?”

Hearing this, Patrick raised his eyebrows and looked behind him in surprise.

He stopped admiring the magnificent fire on the deck and quickly walked into the cabin.

“How is she?”

On the way, he didn’t forget to ask.

The doctor followed behind Patrick. “Her condition is not very optimistic. Although she’s awake, she doesn’t seem to want to communicate with me. In addition, her wound may be infected.”

After all, the environment outside was not as good as that of the hospital. There were bacteria everywhere.

Although Cierra had suffered a lot in her early years, the Barton family treated her like a

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princess. Even a princess would panic when she slept on a pea, let alone a young lady

with broken ribs.

Hearing this, Patrick stopped in his tracks and asked casually, “Can you solve it?”

Judging from his tone, Patrick didn’t care much.

Thinking that he had a fever in Mount Shasta for days without even treating his wound, he was still fine. Patrick felt that nothing would happen to Cierra.

However, the doctor’s expression was very serious. “Mr. Patrick, if you want her to be fine, you’d better find a hospital as soon as possible. If you only hope that she is alive and doesn’t care what she becomes in the future, then just ignore what I have said.”

why are you

the inner cabin and pushed open the door to

been in a coma for a few days and had been relying on nutrient fluids to maintain her life. In addition, she was hot, so her face

was scattered on her shoulders, and her palm-sized

the door, her little

by the bed. He lowered his indifferent eyes and said

in front of her clearly, her dull

Patrick was speechless.

at Patrick expectantly.

and

a while, as if he wanted to see

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illness, only innocence and pity remained. Especially

was like a young child that had been abandoned by

was born, and she was pitifully

her for a long time, and a line of

did you call

for a moment before biting her lip. Her eyes, which had already been filled with grievance, began

have Aleah in your heart. But no matter what,

palm-sized cheeks, which made her look so delicate and touching that anyone who looked at

heart soften.

~”Mr. Trevino…”

doctor behind Patrick noticed

what had happened between Cierra and Patrick, he had heard

the name “Aleah”, the

was even news that Aleah committed suicide and was

to make her debut again.

still alive or not, she

Patrick.

words, she should not

there might be something wrong

memory.

mention him, even

voice, Patrick raised his hand to stop him. “You go out first.’

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He glanced at the woman crying silently on the bed and said nothing. Then he turned around and left with no expression

Patrick were left in the room.

the crying was a little

when she heard

her body was weak, and crying consumed a lot of physical strength. After a while, she stopped

face. She didn’t know if it was because