Divorced but Delighted novel Chapter 429

Once his thoughts started to emerge, it was as if vines had grown roots and were continuously extending outwards.

The fire in the cave flickered, but because no one added firewood, it seemed to be extinguishing.

Patrick lowered his eyes and threw a handful of firewood in.

He saw that the fire had dimmed a little because of the branch that had just been thrown. in. After a light sound, the flame suddenly rose, lighting up the whole cave.

At this moment, Patrick suddenly propped himself up in pain and struggled to stand up.

The moment he got up, he felt dark in front of him for a moment. He almost lost all his strength and fell straight towards the ground.

Fortunately, at that moment, before he fully fainted, his body instinctively propped himself up against the stone wall in the cave and stood up.

He pursed his lips and relaxed for a while. Finally, he managed to stand up.

He raised his eyes, glanced at the cold night outside, and stumbled out.

He had been to the place where the water was extracted, and it was not far away from here. Logically speaking, the woman should have come back a long time ago, but she didn’t.

Patrick wouldn’t have guessed that Cierra would run away at this time.

If she wanted to leave, it was obviously a better time to leave during the day, instead of bringing him food and water during the day.

She hadn’t come back for so long. Maybe…

Patrick didn’t dare to think too much about it. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his consciousness gradually blurred after a few steps, so he walked very slowly.

Finally, he tripped over a bush in the wilderness and had no choice but to stop.

He closed his eyes, trying to wake himself up.

When he opened his eyes again, he felt dizzy.

The moonlight fell on his feet, and he seemed to see a few shadows vaguely.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of powerlessness.

At this age, he had never had such an emotion-he didn’t know what to do next.

He used to do whatever he wanted in the past. He never deliberately looked at the future.

However, at this moment, there seemed to be no way around.

He couldn’t even force his way through.

But why?

He couldn’t figure it out.

Perhaps it was not that there was no way forward, but that he was a little afraid. He was afraid that if he took one wrong step, he would be the only one left.

What?

Was he actually afraid?

Why?

Why?

He would not have such unnecessary emotions.

That shouldn’t be the case!

He suddenly tightened his grip on the tree trunk, and his fingertips were almost bleeding.

Patrick lowered his eyes and pressed hard on the wound with trembling hands. The intense pain woke him up.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, as if he had been drenched in rain. His entire back was wet.

After the pain subsided for a while, Patrick raised his eyes again.

There was no emotion in his dark eyes.

He looked up at the road ahead with no expression on his face.

After pausing for a moment, Patrick saw the path towards water.

As long as he walked along this path, he could see with his own eyes whether Cierra had died outside or she had deliberately not come back.

But he suddenly lost interest.

Blood oozed out from the wound on his abdomen. He turned around and left.

“Patrick?”

The moment he took a step forward, Cierra’s clear voice suddenly came from behind him. It came from a distance and lingered in the empty forest for a long time, like the song of birds.

After a while, Cierra caught up to him. “Why did you run out? Are the wounds okay? Can you hold on?”

Patrick looked down at the woman who was holding the water and walking up to him, with mixed feelings.