Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Chapter 450 Get on the Account

When the fire burst out on the riverbank, a cruise ship was on the river.

As it went slowly, neon lights were reflected on the surface of the water, creating circles of ripples.

On the deck at the bow of the ship, Patrick’s suit rested casually on his shoulder.

He rested his chin on his hand and looked at the sudden explosion in the bungalow not far away, letting the autumn wind blow on his face wantonly. His eyes were full of smiles, and his well-defined fingers tapped rhythmically on the railing, as if he was playing classical piano music.

“Do you think the sparks are beautiful?”

When Patrick heard footsteps behind him, the rhythm of his fingertips became even stronger. He asked with a faint smile, “What’s wrong?”

Standing behind him was a middle-aged man wearing a white coat and glasses.

The man was expressionless. He stared at the fire on the riverbank for a while before. slowly saying, “Mr. Patrick, the lady you brought with you has woken up. Do you want to go and have a look?”

“She’s awake?”

Hearing this, Patrick raised his eyebrows and looked behind him in surprise.

He stopped admiring the magnificent fire on the deck and quickly walked into the cabin.

“How is she?”

On the way, he didn’t forget to ask.

The doctor followed behind Patrick. “Her condition is not very optimistic. Although she’s awake, she doesn’t seem to want to communicate with me. In addition, her wound may be infected.”

After all, the environment outside was not as good as that of the hospital. There were bacteria everywhere.

Although Cierra had suffered a lot in her early years, the Barton family treated her like a

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princess. Even a princess would panic when she slept on a pea, let alone a young lady

with broken ribs.

Hearing this, Patrick stopped in his tracks and asked casually, “Can you solve it?”

Judging from his tone, Patrick didn’t care much.

Thinking that he had a fever in Mount Shasta for days without even treating his wound, he was still fine. Patrick felt that nothing would happen to Cierra.

However, the doctor’s expression was very serious. “Mr. Patrick, if you want her to be fine, you’d better find a hospital as soon as possible. If you only hope that she is alive and doesn’t care what she becomes in the future, then just ignore what I have said.”

snorted. “Then why are you

cabin and pushed open

and had been relying on nutrient fluids to maintain her life.

was scattered on her shoulders, and her palm-sized face was hidden in it.

door, her little head

the bed. He lowered his

her eyes. When she saw the face in front of her clearly, her dull

Patrick was speechless.

didn’t notice anything unusual, she stared at Patrick expectantly. “Draven,

Patrick’s body was restrained, and his casual eyes

at her pale face for a while, as if he wanted to

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illness, only innocence

young child that had

born, and she was pitifully looking for someone to take her

at her for a long time, and a line of cold

you

before biting her lip. Her eyes, which had already been

your heart. But no matter what, we grew

her palm-sized cheeks, which made her

heart soften.

~”Mr. Trevino…”

Patrick noticed that something was

he didn’t know what had happened between Cierra and Patrick, he had

“Aleah”, the big star.

long ago, there was even news that Aleah committed suicide and was found

to make her

still alive or not, she

Patrick.

other words, she should not have called him

he could roughly judge that there might be something wrong with her

memory.

even Patrick knew

his hand to stop him. “You go out first.’

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at the woman crying silently on the bed and said

and Patrick were left in the room.

the quiet environment, the crying was a little obvious, and

when she

body was weak, and crying consumed a lot of

the tears on her face. She didn’t know if