Chapter 46 Draven Kicks Cierra Out of the Villa

“I said something was wrong with you!”

Cierra finally managed to reach the phone, which she soon snatched back. Then she nestled back into the sofa, looking rather

annoyed.

She thought, I’m partly to blame for all this. If I hadn’t chosen Stream Villa as our home, which I thought would be less noisy back then, I should be able to leave by myself now. Just grabbing a cab will do!

Draven did not say anything more. Instead, he looked deeply at her.

Then, titling his body slightly, he took out his cell phone..

Cierra’s phone number was still lying there at the top of his contacts, even after all these years.

He pursed his lips and dialed the number.

But just like all the calls he made over the years, only a mechanical female voice sounded. “The number you dialed does not exist…” He put it on the speaker deliberately so that Cierra could hear that.

Even though he did not say a word, his intention was plain to see.

If Cierra had not changed her phone number, how could the number be defunct? And it didn’t look like she had blacklisted him

as well.

But Cierra lay lazily on the sofa, unmoved. “That is your problem failing to get through to me, not mine. I’ve told you that I have not changed my number. And I am not lying.”

However, Draven did not buy it and handed his phone over. “Give me your new number.”

“What’s your problem? Why would I lie to you?” Cierra wished she could kick him away.

But Draven didn’t retract his arm. “You tell me!”

Draven thought, she kept me in the dark about being back in the country, wanting to get a divorce. And she didn’t tell me how she managed to get to know the Barton family. All of this suggests that she is more than likely to lie to me!

At the thought of this, he urged her by kicking her calf a bit, which was dangling over the sofa. “Hurry up.”

Cierra was speechless.

She locked her phone and threw it to the side. Then, after picking up a pillow from the sofa, she buried her head under it.

“You’re right! I’ve changed my number. But I don’t want to give it to you. All I want is for you to be away from my life for good. If I have managed to divorce you, you would be a stranger to me already.”

room was reduced to silence for a few

voice sounded again. “Cierra, you finally speak your bosom!”

I feel

divorce, she would treat him

at Cierra’s back, Draven let

thought, a

things that have happened in the

have known that she was a hard–hearted person long before, who would do anything for her own

little girl when she was a kid? Why would I still want to make up for the past three years after our divorce, thinking that

utterly cold, he bent over to pick up his phone and threw the suit on

“Get out.”

did you

at Cierra’s head, which

rid of it, Draven had already been on the stairs. Obviously, he had no intention of buying pads for her

anymore.

backward glance, he said in an extremely

sudden change of tune. One minute, he insisted on her staying, and the next, he was already kicking her out.

the thought of this, Cierra asked, “What gets you

at her, having a

picky sleeper and sick of me leaving traces everywhere in the villa? And don’t you hate it when you see me and wish that you have never met me? Now you can be happy because all that you

his dark eyes, wanting to say something. But at last, she

she turned

on the stairs, got even gloomier.

did he retract

and smashed his phone

soon.

was blowing, and the

out of the villa, Cierra shuddered because of the

put on William’s suit, folded her arms, and took out

to get through to either William

to

Plus, the Stream Villa was located in a remote area. There

tree, Cierra stopped. Once

one answered.

made her desire to lie down where she was. But she knew she couldn’t do that. Therefore,

in the villa, Draven’s shadowy tall figure showed up in

looked so small under the sycamore tree. In his hand, there was his phone, whose screen had

long as she looks back, I will

all the while, Cierra hadn’t looked back.

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