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.

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

in the corner of the sofa and became indifferent as

o’clock in the

his phone all night and left a lot of messages, missed calls, and even particular

he couldn’t

from Vanessa, but Aleah had

his mother had woken up. There was nothing else ills except for her high blood

for the

a fool. Some were even bold enough to directly introduce him to a new woman

coming on, he turned off his

irritation rose along with the pain in his nerves. He pressed his temple and tried to relieve it, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the familiar face appeared in his mind again. He was so shocked that

was getting lighter. There was no sound

five senses were magnified in the darkness. He sat alone in the empty and dark room. Some thoughts suppressed in the daytime were also quietly

his breath, a thought suddenly formed in his

-He was missing Cierra.

He missed her.

never know what

grandfather died and was buried. Now that three years had

and taught him lessons. Even

always been offish and selfish. He was a very shrewd businessman

what he thought of

filial piety was the most important thing. If he was a good person, why would he think it was customary for his grandfather to get old, sick,

no one loved him, so he chose

a jerk like him missed his ex-wife on

touched the screen of his phone.

Did he miss her?

to ponder over

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

he couldn’t get through to

he missed this

of the night, and his body was doing what

moment.

to call Cierra again and get her

and marry him. After returning to the country, she wanted to divorce him. Now that there was no

each other by phone, they spent most of their time together. Their chat history was still when Ryan sent him

on the phone number for half a minute, and

copying

his contact list and

to her was Cierra. The first one was that she had saved it

the years, he had changed her mobile phone many times,