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.

in the afternoon. He

the corner of the sofa

was four o’clock in

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

couldn’t see

Vanessa, but Aleah had wholly disappeared this

didn’t get through; she sent him a WhatsApp message saying his mother had

the other

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 ask

headache coming on, he turned off his

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

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

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

breath, a thought suddenly

-He was missing Cierra.

He missed her.

he would never know

when his grandfather died and was buried. Now that three

had brought him up and taught him lessons. Even

a very shrewd businessman and had never

what he

thing. If he was a good person, why would he think it was customary for his

him, so he chose

a jerk like him missed his ex-wife on

phone. Suddenly, the light

Did he miss her?

to ponder over this

L’Opera Restaurant, he would

get through to

missed this

night, and his body was doing what he wanted

moment.

again and get her

the country, she wanted to divorce him. Now that there was no

of their time together. Their chat history

number for half a minute,

of copying the

switched it to his contact list and looked for her

to her was Cierra. The first

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