Divorced but Delighted

Chapter 78 Humiliation

Draven came out of the guest room and stood by the railing on the second floor.

He didn’t look well, and his brows were tightly furrowed. Probably because he had been woken up, he was full of resentment.

It was understandable. If Cierra Boyle were to be woken up at this time, she would not give others a good face either.

“Sorry, I couldn’t find the switch. I accidentally made too much noise just now and woke you up….”

Cierra Boyle couldn’t remember the things that happened yesterday, let alone why she was in

Stream Villa.

But no matter what, she was in his house.

Now that she was living in someone else’s house, she had to be polite.

Draven Trevino looked down at her coldly. After hearing her words, he snorted softly.

“Well…

His home.”

If he remembered correctly, the house was her property.

He looked down at the woman downstairs with her arms crossed, and there was a hint of sarcasm in

his tone.

“So Mrs. Trevino, do you want to leave now because you can’t stay at my house for a moment?”

He was sure that Cierra Boyle was sober now. She was no longer the drunk woman yesterday who was like a child when Ernest Trevino was alive.

But when he thought that she couldn’t wait to leave as soon as she woke up, he was filled with

anger.

At this moment, Cierra Boyle was still a little confused. She couldn’t figure out why the man was so

angry.

She only knew that she was cold and hungry, so she explained, “I’m not leaving, and I don’t have a

car now. I’m just…”

“So if there is a car or someone coming to pick you up at this time, are you going to leave directly?”

Before she could finish her sentence, he interrupted her coldly.

Cierra Boyle felt that he was being unreasonable and gritted her teeth in anger. “So what if I am? I didn’t even ask you why I’m staying here!”

was he so

was clearly apologizing to him, why did he have to be so

as she woke up, it had nothing to

retort completely provoked Draven Trevino’s anger. Just as he was about to speak again, his voice was suddenly interrupted by a voice

to protest against the dispute between the two, resounding in the

villa.

He was stunned.

Boyle was also

began to heat up, not to mention

as if a century had passed. It

closed her eyes in

stunned for a moment before he

chuckling.

eaten

“Wake up from hunger?”

still a smile on his face, and his

the railing.

to talk to him at

just wanted to know why she was always

she was on her period.

It was too embarrassing!

was trembling

the kitchen to look for food. She looked at him with resentment and

want to stay here

are some dumplings and frozen steaks in the refrigerator. There should be noodles in the kitchen. What do you want to

walked down the stairs slowly. Looking

up a folded pillow from the sofa, opened it,

didn’t touch your phone. The clothes you took off and your bag are in the master bedroom. Tell me what you want to eat

“Who changed my clothes?”

the key point of his words. Ignoring her

asked.

and

turn around and go to the kitchen, but he stopped and looked at her with a faint

you think, Mrs.

ew

his voice, especially the way

ambiguous.

the villa. As soon as she thought of that possibility, she felt

just changing your clothes and wiping

“You (bas ta rd)!”

break. “You’ve divorced me. What right do you have

marry Aleah Boyle. Why did he do

was ignited by her ruthless scolding. His frivolous gaze swept over her,

not tempting to me, even if it’s

abruptly when he saw the tears on

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