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.

since he took the medicine in the afternoon. He didn’t wake up until now, and

corner of the sofa and became indifferent as

o’clock in

a lot of messages, missed calls, and even particular messages to him, for

couldn’t

but

WhatsApp message saying his

for the

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

coming on, he turned off his

relieve it, but as soon

was getting lighter. There was no sound except for the occasional sound of

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

he held his breath, a thought suddenly formed in

-He was missing Cierra.

He missed her.

past, he would never know what the

his grandfather died and was buried. Now that three years had passed, he had

him up and taught him lessons. Even the memory of

He was a very shrewd businessman and had never been a good

he thought

most important thing. If he was a good person, why would he think it was customary for his grandfather to get old, sick, and die?

him, so he

like him missed his ex-wife on

his phone.

Did he miss her?

began to ponder over this

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

he couldn’t get

he missed this

his emotions in the middle of the night, and his body was doing what he wanted to do

moment.

call Cierra again and get her new number sent by

to the country, she wanted to divorce him. Now that there was no news of her, why should he be the only one missing

Because they usually contacted each other by phone, they spent most of their time together. Their chat history was still when Ryan sent him the new contact information of Cierra a few months

on the phone number for half a minute, and he

copying

it to his contact list and looked for her contact

was Cierra. The first one was that

she was in school. Over the years, he had changed