Divorced but Delighted

Chapter 449 A Loud Explosion 

“Mr. Patrick, there’s news from old Mr. Trevino.”

The bungalow by the ferry was surrounded by a cluster of railings along the river bank. A fishing platform was built in the place where flowers and plants were supposed to grow.

The wooden balcony was comfortable in the cool autumn weather. Coupled with the huge umbrella, the tables and chairs looked even more comfortable.

Calvin waited beside Patrick with a tablet in his hand, and messages kept popping up on the screen.

Patrick placed the fishing rod in front of him and took the tablet casually. “How’s that woman?”

His voice was casual, but the expression on his face became more and more serious when he saw the message on the tablet, and the smile in his eyes gradually disappeared.

Looking at Patrick’s strange expression, Calvin didn’t know if he should tell him about Cierra’s situation.

After hesitating for a while, he spoke out the truth.

“The doctor said it’s nothing serious. As long as Miss Barton wakes up and recovers from her injuries, she’ll be fine.”

“When will she wake up?”

Patrick interrupted him abruptly, as if he didn’t care about Cierra’s injury.

Cierra was lying on the ground like a puppet, less attractive than when she was conscious.

No matter how beautiful she was, she was just like a delicate corpse. He had seen many beautiful women, so it was meaningless.

Hearing this, Calvin was stunned for a moment. “… Doctor didn’t say that. It depends on when Miss Barton is willing to wake up.”

“Quack.”

Patrick flipped through the words on the tablet and spoke.

After flipping through all the documents and chat history, Patrick threw the tablet aside and said, “Go pack up your luggage and leave New York in the afternoon. Find if there are any extra ferries. Also, pay attention to avoid the old fox’s men.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the fishing rod on the shelf had moved a little, so he went to check the fishing line, regardless of Calvin’s expression.

Calvin didn’t know what to do.

He saw messages on the tablet.

The people in Washington D.C. felt that Patrick was disobedient and wanted to replace,

At first, Calvin didn’t think that they would go too far. At most, they would scare Patrick with this trick.

But now, it seemed that they really had to support another person.

Of course, it couldn’t be ruled out that the Trevino family hoped that Draven and Patrick would fight to see which one of them was better.

But judging from the current situation, Patrick had no intention of fighting with

Draven at all.

On the other side, they seemed to have made up their minds.

Seeing that Calvin didn’t move for a long time, Patrick turned around and glanced at him impatiently. “Don’t you understand?”

The hook was empty, and all the bait had been eaten up, which made Patrick even more annoyed and impatient.

“I understand, but…”

Calvin didn’t know if he should persuade Patrick to give in to the elders of the Trevino family.

But Calvin had watched him grow up. He knew him too well. Even if he said it, it would probably be useless, and it might even make Patrick more determined to leave. So he changed his words. “It’s easy to find ferries, but what about Miss Barton? The doctor said that her ribs are still broken and it’s inconvenient for her to move. If we leave New York…”

“Calvin, aren’t you thinking too much?”

Before Calvin could finish his words, he was interrupted by Patrick’s cold voice. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Patrick didn’t even raise his head and was putting bait on the hook with his eyes. lowered. He said slowly, “What’s wrong? Are you worried about Miss Barton’s health?”

Calvin was speechless.

Patrick changed the bait and threw the hook into the water. He said casually and indifferently, “If she can’t make it, it’s because she’s useless. Do you understand?”

Looking at Patrick’s serious expression, Calvin finally understood.

Mr. Patrick was used to doing whatever he wanted. Even if he tried his best to get her back from the hospital, invited a doctor to check on her alone, and even gave up his bedroom and changed it into a

ward, in his heart, he only treated Miss Barton as a pet.

He could spend time and energy providing the best environment for her, but he could abandon her at any time.

It was like a cold-blooded person raising a cat to relieve boredom. Once he felt bored, he could give it to others at will even if he gave it the best before.

That was probably how he felt about Cierra.

On the spur of the moment, he had tried his best to steal her from the hospital in spite of layers of obstacles. He even spent a lot of effort and money treating her injuries. However, when it was time to make a choice, she was naturally not the most important one.

Judging from the current situation, breaking free from the shackles of the Trevino family was more important than Miss Barton’s life.

As for Miss Barton, who seemed to be valued, she might not be as important as Calvin.

Calvin sighed in his heart, said he understood, and left.

After Calvin left, Patrick, who was next to the river, glanced back at him.

Then, he abandoned the fishing rod in his hand and picked up the tablet again. The wanton expression on his handsome face gradually disappeared.

His well-defined fingers tapped on the screen. After a while, he threw the tablet directly into the river.

He sneered, and a wanton smile appeared on his face again.

Water splashed in all directions, and the fishing rod abandoned finally moved.

As soon as he pulled it up, a golden carp jumped out of the water, making the sunset glow a little dimmer.

He took the carp off the hook. The sticky feeling in his hand made him frown. The carp struggled in his hand, but his fingers tightened.

It was not until the carp seemed to have no strength to struggle that he suddenly loosened his grip.

The carp also jumped back into the river with a plop.

In the afternoon, it was still a cool autumn day. At night, a gust of wind brought the yellow leaves to the ground.

The bungalow on the riverbank that was normally sparsely populated suddenly became filled with footsteps.

They were as neat as an army.

The rustling sound of fallen leaves was drowned out by the footsteps, and then raindrops fell, falling into the surrounding weeds.

“Are you sure it’s here?”

The man’s deep voice was amplified at night. His tone was calm, and no one could tell his emotion, but it made the voice of the person behind him tremble.

“It’s here. How would I dare to lie to you?”

Calvin had thought that the twins would look like each other, but he didn’t expect that their faces would be exactly the same.

If it weren’t for the uneven scar on his chin, Calvin would have thought that the person and Fanlacing. standing in front of him was Patrick.

In the dark, the scar on Draven’s handsome face was not obvious, which made Calvin harder to recognize them.

He added in a trembling voice, “Even if I dare to lie to you, Mr. Draven, I wouldn’t dare to lie to Mr. Ben! I’ve accompanied you here in person…”

Before he could finish his words, the man in front of him pushed him away and went straight to the bungalow on the stone road.

The lights in the room were still on, and a classic piano piece was playing. Medical equipment could be vaguely seen beside the bed.

On the bed separated by the gauze curtain, a vague figure could be seen.

Without hesitation, Draven rushed over.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the room.