Divorced but Delighted novel Chapter 412

“But I can’t control myself. Otherwise…”

Cierra wanted to say that if he was unwilling, he could find a subordinate to chat with her or pull her up, but when she turned her head, she realized that there was no one else around except for Patrick.

She didn’t know where they were, and whether the positioning device on her earring could connect to the signal or not was a problem.

If this man intended to leave her alone in the barren mountain, there seemed to be nothing she could do.

However, Cierra was not so pessimistic at the moment.

If Patrick wanted to kill her, he would have countless opportunities.

He could kill her at L’Opera Restaurant or the small house. There was no need to bring her to the barren mountain and carry her over personally.

He was a madman, not a fool.

After making sure that her life was not in danger for the time being, Cierra decided to do as she was told.

Otherwise, if something really happened in the deep mountains, the loss would outweigh the gain.

“Have you made your decision?”

“What decision?”

Cierra, who was lost in thought, was suddenly interrupted and asked subconsciously.

“Do you want to join me and play this game with me?”

Raindrops from the trees in the mountains gathered and fell, hitting Patrick on the forehead. The raindrops slid down his nose like a drop of delicate tears.

If he hadn’t been so arrogant, it would have been a delicate picture of a beauty crying.

In the words of praising those superstars on the Internet, it was called- the broken feeling.

But Cierra knew very well that she could not be fooled by this man’s appearance.

Although he had the same face as Draven, he was completely different from Draven.

When Draven was a jerk, he was indifferent to her verbally at most, but he had never done anything illegal.

If she had really been deceived by the face; she would have died outside long ago.

Cierra retracted her gaze from him to her tied-up wrist and she forced a smile.

“I don’t think I have a choice. I have no other choice but to consider participating in your game.”

“Yes, so I’m asking if you’ve made up your mind.”

In other words, if she didn’t make up her mind, he could let her continue to think about Cierra understood this verbal trick, but she still couldn’t help asking, “What if I refuse to participate in your game, Mr. Trevino?”

Patrick chuckled as if he was looking at an idiot. “You said you had no choice and you asked such a stupid question. Miss Barton, did you eat too much just now and get your brain burned?”

Cierra was speechless.

Well, she was in a passive position now. If she refused, who knew what this lunatic would do to her?

Even if Patrick didn’t do anything and left her here, she had no choice but to wait for someone to to save her. After all, she couldn’t walk with her legs tied up.

If she could walk, it didn’t matter even if her hands were tied.

Cierra hid her thoughts and forced a smile. “I’m just joking. Please don’t take it to heart, Mr. Trevino.”

So let’s go.”

Patrick had enough rest. He raised his hand and glanced at his watch. His expression suddenly turned cold. He walked over and pulled Cierra up from the ground, intending to carry her again.