Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 416 Embarrassed into Anger

Cierra froze when he finished speaking, and even her face turned pale.

How did he know?

Before she could react, Patrick approached her and said, "Miss Barton, you're treating

me like a fool. Have you ever thought that I'm not blind?"

Cierra bit her lips, her black eyes filled with anger.

His eyes weren't blind. They were obviously behind him!

Along the way, she deliberately stumbled. One reason was that the mountain road was

indeed challenging to walk on, and the other was to leave marks deliberately.

Unexpectedly, Patrick, who had been leading the way without looking back, found out what she was thinking.

At this moment, Cierra's entire body was drenched, and her pitch-black hair was dyed with a bit of wildness. She was waiting for Patrick's next move.

It was easy for him to hurt her!

"Why are you so nervous? I didn't say that you did something wrong. If they haven't found us by dawn, this play will have no protagonist."

Patrick raised his hand, but it didn't fall entirely. He just shook his head slightly and hid it behind him.

"Your dirty head is annoying, but it doesn't matter. You will still be the high and mighty Miss Barton in a few hours. I think Miss Barton will be grateful to me then.'

He sneered. He no longer allowed Cierra to walk around on her own. Instead, he directly carried Cierra on his shoulder again. Like someone who did not know fatigue, he continued to walk in the same direction.

This time, Cierra stopped pretending obedient and struggled to jump off his shoulder.

-Perhaps Patrick was afraid that there wasn't enough time, so he didn't tie her legs with a rope this time, giving her space to escape.

Patrick had already exhausted a lot of his physical strength. In addition, he had been leading the way and had been carrying Cierra all this time. Other than Cierra deliberately shouting that she wanted to rest, he had never stopped.

Since he was exhausted and defenseless, Cierra jumped off his shoulder.

Patrick seemed to indulge her. Her hands were still tied, but he let her struggle roughly without any intention of stopping her.

When the rough hemp rope in his hand pulled back, there was only a faint sneer on his face.

"Miss Barton, are you angry?"

He raised his right hand high and grabbed Cierra's hand.

Cierra was shorter than him, so her arms naturally weren't as long as Patrick's. She was also lifted by Patrick, causing her arms to hurt.

Patrick lowered his gaze and looked thoughtfully at Cierra's face, which was filled with pain.

He seemed to enjoy seeing others in pain and then lowering their heads and knees because of the pain.

It was as if she was begging him for a bowl of rice or aggrievedly asking him to stop and rest, or now...

"Miss Barton, we've gone through thick and thin together. I can't bear to do anything to you. If you beg me, I'll let you go. What do you think?"

Her voice sounded like he was coaxing her, like a whisper between lovers, tempting her to lower her head to him.

However, at that moment, Cierra only felt disgusted.

It was incredibly disgusting!

What she had done before was to take advantage of the situation. She had deliberately followed Patrick's words for what she wanted.

However, apart from anger and fear at that moment, Cierra only had thoughts of leaving.

If all her little tricks along the way were to fall into his eyes, wouldn't this trip be a big trap? Wouldn't she be waiting for her brothers to jump into it?

No, she would never allow such a thing to happen.

Even if she died!

She felt a burst of pain in her arm. Just as she was about to be lifted off the ground by Patrick, she suddenly kicked him in the thigh!

Patrick reacted quickly and took a step back in time. Otherwise, it would have been hard to say where he was injured.

Patrick was also enraged by this kick. He pressed her against the tree behind her and used his free hand to shackle her shoulder blade while his right hand held her hand to pinch her.

He had used too much strength, so Cierra was pressed against the tree and could barely move.

Patrick's eyes also turned flatly, and he said indifferently, "Miss Barton, how dare you! If your kick goes wrong, I'll let you live a life worse than death!" Cierra glared at him.

She had done it on purpose. Hitting a weak spot was undoubtedly Cierra's only chance

when dealing with an enemy much stronger than her.

Unfortunately, Patrick reacted faster than her.

"You can do whatever you want. Do you think I'm afraid?" said Cierra.

She believed that he could do something worse than death to her.

But if this lunatic were doing this to her, as long as she had one last breath, she would drag him to hell!

Patrick lowered his gaze and met her dark eyes. Her pupils dilated, and he was in a trance for a moment.

He seemed to think of someone through her.

However, in merely an instant, he did not give Cierra any chance to resist and increased the strength of his hand.

"Don't challenge my patience anymore. Although I am reluctant to touch you, that I don't dare."

She wanted to bite him. "Don't say such disgusting words!"

Patrick laughed wildly and tightened his grip on Cierra's neck. "Miss Barton, you me. I'm expressing my feelings for you, but you say I'm disgusting." Cierra's face turned red, and she squeezed out a few words, "Nau-seou-s!"

Cierra couldn't speak out if Patrick didn't reduce his strength.

The ounce confronted each other in the forest.

In the quiet deep forest, apart from the chirping of birds that had just woken up, there was only the occasional rustling sound of the wind. Raindrops gathered between the trees. While the atmosphere was tense, they fell and hit the back of Patrick's hand.

Fine drops of water landed on Cierra's face. Compared to that hand, the water was extremely cold.

Just as she was about to lose her breath, he loosened her grip, and Cierra fell weakly into Patrick's arms.

Patrick immediately pushed her away. "You stink."

Cierra was speechless.

She hadn't even said that he was smelly!

What a fuck man!

However, she had no time to curse because Patrick subconsciously pushed her away. She, was falling to the side, pulling him down as well. Even though the ground was covered with pine needles, Cierra was still dizzy, and a madman weighed more than 100 pounds on her body. Perhaps Patrick hadn't expected this either. When he propped himself up on Cierra's body, he was stunned and didn't know how to react. Without a second thought, Cierra kicked the person on her body to the side.

"You're the one who stinks! You stinking man, lunatic, bastard!"