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.

He didn’t wake up

phone in the corner of the sofa and became indifferent

was four o’clock in

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

he couldn’t

calls were from Vanessa, but Aleah had wholly disappeared

sent him a WhatsApp message saying his mother had woken up. There was nothing else ills

for the other

about his situation, but they might not care about him. They just saw him making a fool. Some were even

a headache coming on, he turned off his

temple and tried to relieve it, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the familiar face

no sound

his five senses were magnified in the darkness. He sat alone in the empty and dark

breath, a thought suddenly formed

-He was missing Cierra.

He missed her.

never know

was buried. Now that three

him lessons.

been offish and selfish. He was a

he

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, and die? His grandfather should leave at

a complete loser, and no one loved him, so he chose to marry someone who loved him, even for

him missed his ex-wife on

touched the screen of his phone.

Did he miss her?

began to ponder over

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

he couldn’t get through to

he missed this heartless

his emotions in the middle of the night, and his body

moment.

call Cierra again and

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

WhatsApp. Because they usually contacted each other by phone, they spent most of their time together. Their chat history was still when

gaze lingered on the phone number for

of copying the phone

switched it to his contact list and looked for her

was Cierra. The first one was that she had saved it in

Over the years, he had changed her