Divorced but Delighted

Chapter 118 How Many Scars Do You Have?

Cierra was silent.

After a long while, when there was no sound outside the room, as if the thunder and lightning were just pranks, Cierra’s voice sounded again.

“Isn’t she afraid of thunder?”

Her words stirred up many things in the past.

It was on Old Mr. Trevino’s birthday, as well as in this old house.

Old Mr. Trevino didn’t like Aleah, and he didn’t like to celebrate his birthday at such an old age. He only invited his family to have a meal together in the old house as a celebration.

Cierra was naturally invited.

At that time, Aleah had almost confirmed her relationship with Draven, but Old Mr. Trevino had never agreed. He had also announced to the public that the only granddaughter–in–law of the Trevino family was Cierra, so Draven was particularly rebellious.

He came back very late. He didn’t come back until the dishes on the table had been cleaned up. Old Mr. Trevino didn’t want to see him and went upstairs early.

Cierra secretly saved some food for Draven and heated it up in the kitchen when he arrived.

That night was also a rainy day. At first, it was also a low thunder.

She remembered that when she had heated the food and brought it out, Draven had rushed out in a hurry after receiving a call. He had even comforted the girl on the phone gently, telling her not to be

afraid.

From beginning to end, he didn’t look back at Cierra.

With a flash of lightning, Draven slowly disappeared from her sight.

Then, there was a loud thunder. Cierra was so scared that she threw away the bowl in her hand. The hot soup splashed on her leg, and the bowl was broken into pieces.

The noise was drowned out by the rumbling thunder. Anna had already fallen asleep since it was late at night, so Cierra could only endure the fear and pain to clean up the pieces and hot soup.

The next day after the rain, no one knew what had happened at night, and everything was still the

same.

So far, no one knew that Cierra was actually afraid of thunder.

Her brother didn’t even know that. Cierra would hide in her room on a rainy day and sleep or endure

ít.

She firmly believed that fear could be overcome, even if it was inborn.

leave because she wanted

the sky again and shone in through the curtain,

a low voice, “Draven, you

to sleep. Be quiet.”

her mercilessly, just like how he

didn’t say anything

just now. Not to mention how much energy it would take to open the door, she was not stupid. She could understand

about Aleah or because he kept his promise, he

be here tonight.

her mouth, but wanted to ask what he wanted to say

about it anymore, there was no need

turned over with her back to

before the

Rumble!

thunderclap rang

closed, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and she was

muttering something.

rain hit the parasol trees outside the house and the glass on the balcony, accompanied

the rumbling thunder.

clap of thunder!

the bed couldn’t stand it anymore and exclaimed.

“Cierra…”

hearing her whisper. He thought that she

her terrified voice, he

used the old circuit board and the switch had already been

to pull the curtains

the light entered, he could clearly see the situation before him. The woman had long since buried herself under the blanket, her head tightly covered.

would

“Cierra…”

could breathe fresh air and

death.

before he could finish his move, he

into a ball, almost like a shrimp. The hair on her forehead was completely wet with cold sweat, and the shirt was a

help looking away, but when he saw the scars

clap of

wanted to curl up a little. She held her head with both arms and tried to get

lowered his head and slowly approached her,

so cold, so cold…”

hit me, please… don’t hit

won’t die… I’m not afraid,

looked at her face. Looking at the beads of cold sweat on her forehead,

situation where he was trapped in a dark and narrow room.

vaguely thought of Aleah’s face.

she would say that she was afraid and wanted him