Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 419 I Can’t Be Happy!

When Cierra heard Patrick's calm voice, her emotions slowly calmed down in this barren and natural scenery.

A streak of light flashed past the dusky sky. The light of the early days pierced through a layer of dark clouds and landed on the lake's surface, reflecting a streak of bright red light.

Although quickly covered by dark clouds, it completely dispelled the haze shrouding the head.

Cierra's tone was calm as she looked up at Patrick.

"Mr. Trevino, can you move me somewhere? I want to see the mountains and rivers. over there. The tree in front of me is a little blocking me."

Patrick looked back at her in surprise.

"You're in such a good mood. You're still thinking about enjoying the scenery at this time."

Although he said so, he didn't mean to make things difficult for her. He bent down to pick her up and moved her to a place with a broader view.

"It's good to enjoy the scenery from here but don't move. There are no trees in front of you. If you accidentally fall, no one will save you. I heard demons in the lake; your adoptive father ordered to stop the construction. Be careful not to fall; if so, no residue will be left."

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Trevino."

Cierra smiled at him. It was rare for her to be friendly.

Her gaze did not linger on Patrick for long. After a glance, she looked away at the mountains and rivers in the distance.

Because it was early in the morning, the mountains were covered with a thick layer of fog, which vaguely covered many of the mountains and rivers. A little moisture on the water also made people feel unreal. Although there were a few dilapidated high-rise buildings not far away, which added some scars to the scenery in the mountain, it still couldn't hide its beauty.

After looking at it for a while, she felt relaxed and happy.

Cierra had seen this phrase on the internet before - Anything that happens will benefit

It was said that if she gave herself positive psychological hints daily, she would become lucky.

She had been thinking about it since William decided to bring her back. Thus, she had taken the words to heart.

When she saw the beautiful scenery before her, she suddenly remembered the words that brought her good luck. "Anything that happens will be beneficial to me.

Perhaps Patrick kidnapped her to enjoy the beautiful scenery in front of her.

The fog was vast, and the mountains and rivers accompanied her. It was not a waste of time to come to the human world!

Cierra blinked her eyes and stared at the mountains and rivers in front of her. She lightly spat out a poem and slowly mixed it with the birds in the mountains.

"Dark were the clouds, heavy with rain; Waters boiled into misty spray; Lightning flashed; thunder roared; Peaks tottered, boulders crashed; And the stone gate of a great cavern; Yawned open. Below me, a bottomless void of blue, sun, and moon gleaming on terraces of silver and gold;

With rainbows for garments and winds for horses, The lords of the clouds descended, a mighty host. The lords of the clouds descended, a mighty host."

Her voice was soft and slow. If one didn't listen carefully, they wouldn't be able to hear what she was muttering.

It seemed to be blown away by the breeze and drowned in the clouds in the lake.

Patrick had been staring at her without looking away for a moment.

The woman in front of him did not look back at him. Since she moved to this position, only mountains and rivers seemed to be in front of her.

Could inanimate objects be more interesting than a living person like him?

An inexplicable emotion rose in his heart, and his mocking words spilled out.

"Miss Barton, you're in such a good mood. You're still in the mood to recite poems at this critical moment."

Cierra's emotions were interrupted, but her eyes showed no impatience.

On the contrary, her mind was clear, and even her black eyes seemed much more apparent.

With a smile, she withdrew her gaze from Patrick's face.

"As Mr. Trevino said, I'm at a critical moment. I don't know if I'll still be alive after today... or after this morning. It's better to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the world at the last moment." "Who said you would die?"

Patrick's tone was furious as he interrupted her.

"Since I told you that I would protect your life, I won't go back on my words. Don't you believe me?"

There was a hint of threat in his words.

Cierra still had a relaxed expression. "Who can say for sure?"

She leaned lazily against the trunk behind her and smiled at Patrick.

"Of course, I trust you, Mr. Trevino, but can you guarantee nothing will go wrong?"

Patrick was speechless.

He naturally couldn't guarantee that nothing would go wrong.

It was risky to design such a show. He might not even be able to guarantee his safety. How could he ensure the safety of the hostage? According to Patrick's original emotions, he should have chosen to strangle this woman after the game or push her into the lake.

But it was strange that he didn't want to see her die.

He had only been with this woman for a day, not even twenty-four hours.

He looked away irritably and closed his eyes, trying to eliminate the inexplicable thoughts in his mind.

It shouldn't be like this.

There shouldn't have been any accidents with the game he created.

Cierra didn't notice Patrick's abnormality. After figuring out the scenery before her, she told herself not to take this lunatic to heart.

As a result, she was in a calmer mood and could even speak peacefully with him.

Leaning against the tree trunk, she felt slightly painful with the rope tied to her.

But she still maintained the same posture and stretched her legs to relax. "Mr. Trevino, do you remember what the last sentence of this poem is?"

"Shut up!"

Patrick's eyes turned red as he turned around and glared at Cierra.

As if she hadn't heard anything, Cierra continued to look straight ahead and said in a severe tone.

"Would you have me bow my head before mighty princes, Forgetting all the joy in my heart?"

"I told you to shut up!"

Patrick half-knelt on the ground and grabbed Cierra by the collar.

At the same time, an anxious voice sounded not far from ounce.

"Let go of my sister!"

A flock of sparrows appeared in the forest,

Cierra's heart skipped a beat when she heard the voice. When she turned to look, her heart stopped beating when she saw William.

With just a glance, her eyes turned red.

Her calmness, solemnity, and disapproving attitude suddenly vanished without a trace when she saw William.

It was as if Cierra had suddenly lost all of her armor, only able to see her own older brother. She was so pitiful that tears rolled down her face.

"William."

Her eyes were red, and she saw the people around her.

Bruno, Draven, and Ryan....

So many people were worried about her.

"Oh, the bait caught so many big fish; they all came here in person. It's fascinating."

Of course, Patrick didn't let them look at each other affectionately.

As soon as William came, he immediately picked Cierra up from the ground, took out a dagger, and placed it on her neck.

His snake-like voice fell into Cierra's ears.

"It seems Miss Barton is much more useful than I thought."