Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 413 Under His Foot

Cierra's grievances were limited to this moment. When she met Patrick's cold eyes, she didn't even dare to breathe too presumptuously. She didn't know how she had provoked this lunatic so that he suddenly had such an expression.

After all, she didn't say anything along the way. She didn't even make a sound as she endured the destruction of various branches.

Could it be that... this person didn't want to play anymore?

Cierra's heart tightened. She swallowed all grievances and asked tentatively, "Mr. Trevino, is there no road ahead? Or, is there any other problem?"

"Give me your device, and I can continue to take you to play this game. Otherwise, you can stay here with it."

Patrick put it bluntly. He went straight to the point and threatened her without hiding anything.

"It's late at night now. They will definitely replace you before dawn by the device on you. But guess if you can survive until then? Will your brothers replace the same body as the one you saw in that dark room?"

Cierra pursed her lips. Hearing Patrick's words, she couldn't help but think of what had happened to Brian Boyle.

She didn't know if Brian Boyle was dead or alive, but she knew that the madman was definitely a man of his word.

If she didn't take the device out, she might really be hung in the wilderness by him.

Although wild beasts were rare in this season, no one knew if she would die from blood bleeding. She inight even be frozen to death in the deep mountains.

But she would never admit that she deliberately turned on the positioning device.

Cierra pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "I don't understand what you're talking about, Mr. Trevino. I've been right under your supervision since the Trevino family's old mansion. How could I have the chance to do these tricks?"

Patrick narrowed his eyes. Before he could raise his hand, he was interrupted by Cierra.

She looked up at him and said, "But since Mr. Trevino said so, I think it should be my fault. You know that I was once in danger abroad, and there were always accidents after I returned home. It's inevitable that my brothers would worry about me. How about. this? I'll cooperate with you to take out the possible positioning devices on me, and you can continue your game. Is that okay?"

She didn't deliberately emphasize that it was hers. She just admitted the problem first and then took the matter away.

Regardless of whether Patrick believed her or not, she was trying to be nice to him.

But Cierra still felt nervous because she didn't know what this madman was thinking. It, was unknown whether this method could protect herself or not.

As Patrick approached her step by step, Cierra's heart beat faster.

She curled up her fingers unconsciously, thinking about two feasible plans.

If this lunatic continued to play the game, she would wait for an opportunity. She would maintain strength and wait for rescue.

If Patrick didn't want to play anymore, she didn't mind giving up. As the saying goes, a barefoot man is not afraid of shoes. Instead of being toyed with by him, it was better to fight. Even if her hands were tied, i was better than being unable to run away before!

As soon as Patrick stopped in front of Cierra, her breathing even stopped. She was like an infant beast, waiting for the answer.

"Where is it?"

Patrick's apathetic voice fell from above her head. It sounded cold-blooded, but it made

Cierra heave a sigh of relief.

She knew her current situation, so she chose to be perfunctory with him first.

Cierra tried her best not to make her movements so obvious and pretended not to know anything. "I'm not sure. Maybe it's the hairband on my head, or maybe it's my necklace. By the way, take off my earrings."

She understood that the device had to be handed over. Since Patrick knew that the device was on her, she would be doomed if it was found out later.

Now that she had taken out all of the possible things as if she didn't know which one of them was installed with the device, which could at least prolong her life.

Hearing this, Patrick did not stay idle. He took off all the jewelry from the top of her head.

The rubber band on her hair, the earrings on her ears, the necklace around her neck, and the ring on her finger.

And... the golden red rope beads tied to her ankles.

It was a gift from Lydia. The jewelry carved on it was her constellation. She had planned to make a bracelet, but it was inconvenient to wear it when cooking and designing, so she changed and put it on her fair ankle.

Cierra was truly unable to recall it.

Fortunately, Patrick didn't look into the matter. It was just that she felt a little uncomfortable when he took it off.

The action was completely different from that of taking off the ring and necklace. It seemed that he did it on purpose. His long and cold fingers fell on her ankle as if he couldn't replace the knot of the red rope. He touched around her ankle before replaceing the knot with one hand.

Cierra felt a little uncomfortable.

Especially when her right hand was tied to his. When she saw him squatting beside her leg and the back of her hand rubbing against his furry head from time to time, she felt itchy and uncomfortable. Cierra couldn't help but say, "Mr. Trevi

the beads were given by Ms. Navarro. Draven hasn't seen it yet, so there shouldn't be a problem. If you can't unbuckle it, why don't we forget about it? If you don't believe me, you can take a look at it later. If there are any other problems, you can do whatever you want with it."

They didn't know what time it was in the morning. There was a layer of fog in the deep forest, and Cierra was wearing a jacket.

She felt a chill run down her spine, not to mention her ankle, which the trousers had been lifted up. She was so cold that she got goosebumps.

It was rare that Patrick didn't untie the red rope.

His long fingers flashed across her white skin and he stood up again.

The man's eyes were dark, and he stared straight at her in the dim forest as if he wanted to eat her alive.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his voice was as lazy as ever, even sounding a little devilish.

"Since Miss Barton said so, I won't take it off. The knots of the rope are really troublesome, but..."

Cierra was scared by the stare and instinctively took a step back. Suddenly, she heard the voice and froze. "but... but what?"

Looking at her frightened and pale face, a bright smile appeared on Patrick's face. "But Miss Barton's skin is fair and suitable for this kind of jewelry. If we could get out of here, I would like to give you the same one."

Cierra was speechless.

Feeling nauseous again, Cierra suppressed her disgust and forced a smile at Patrick.

"Mr. Trevino, please don't joke around. Even if you can afford it, I may not be able to accept it."

"Can't accept it, or don't want to accept it?"

Patrick took a step forward and threw away the necklace and ring he had taken earlier. The green gemstone just fell at Cierra's feet and he trod the jewels under his foot