Divorced but Delighted

Chapter 209 He Wasn’t the One On Blacklist

New York.

There was heavy rain at night, and it fell on the floor-to-ceiling glass.

The heavy rain woke up Draven.

He looked a little dazed. Knowing he couldn’t fall asleep, he got out of bed, stood before the window, and stared blankly at the city’s night view.

“Ever since he divorced Cierra, he has been living in the company. Occasionally, he would go back to the old mansion for two days. Most of the time, he worked.

He saw her again in his dream.

Cierra…

The person who should have been forgotten appeared in his dreams repeatedly. He couldn’t get rid of her.

Why?”

Looking at the raindrops slowly dripping from the glass, he shouted in confusion.

Why did he always dream of her?

He tried to fall into meditation, focusing on listening to the rain

Drip, pat, pat, pat.

However, he couldn’t help but think of that rainy night in the old mansion.

Similar to this heavy rain, it was also different from the sound of the rain tonight, thunder and lightning flashed, and a fragrance and softness of woman fell into his arms…

Draven suddenly opened his eyes, still filled with confusion and disbelief.

He actually…

Compared to the disgusting scenes in the hotel during the day, he could feel that he was not disgusted by the rejection when he thought of Cierra. In fact, he was even unwilling to accept his indulgence in it.

It was one thing for him to be dreaming, but why would he think about having sex with Cierra when he was free?

Draven felt furious. He turned around irritably and went to get a bottle of iced water.

After drinking the coolness of the water, he was not that desire.

medicine in the afternoon. He didn’t wake up until

phone in the corner of the sofa and became indifferent

was four o’clock in

lot of messages, missed calls, and even

couldn’t see

but

sent him a WhatsApp message saying his mother had

for the other

few people came to ask about his situation, but they might not care about him. They just saw him making a fool. Some were even bold enough to directly introduce him to a new woman and send him photos to

a headache coming on, he

his nerves. He pressed his temple and tried to relieve it, but as soon as he closed his eyes,

window, the rain was getting lighter. There was no sound except for the

in the empty and dark room. Some thoughts suppressed in the daytime were also quietly revealed at night, and he

held his breath, a thought suddenly formed

-He was missing Cierra.

He missed her.

the past, he would never know what

was buried. Now that three years had passed, he

had brought him up and taught him lessons. Even the memory

always been offish and selfish. He was a very

he

would he think it was customary for his grandfather to get old, sick, and die? His grandfather should leave at

no one loved him, so he chose to marry someone who

like him missed his ex-wife on a

the screen of his phone. Suddenly, the

Did he miss her?

to ponder over this

to the L’Opera Restaurant, he would call her occasionally when

couldn’t get through to

he missed this

in the middle of the night,

moment.

to call Cierra again and get

please his grandpa and marry him. After returning to the country, she wanted to divorce him. Now that there was no news of her, why should he be the only one missing

of their time together. Their chat history was still when Ryan sent him the new contact

on the phone number for half a minute, and

of copying

it to his contact list and looked for her

Cierra. The first one was

had it since she was in school. Over the years, he had changed her mobile phone many times,