Divorced but Delighted

Cierra glared at him and looked away.

However, she caught a very important clue from his words. She was not in another place, but in the Trevino Family’s old house.

This is the place where Draven had been punished when he was a child, which was under an old tree at the back of the Trevino family’s old house.

At that time, she only believed that they locked Draven up for closed study. She had never thought that there would be such a story behind it. Thinking about it, this house should have been abandoned after Ernest Trevino’s health deteriorated and Draven began to take over the Trevino Group.

In other words, before she knew it, Draven was silently enduring some unbearable psychological torture.

Did that mean…

But it was meaningless to think too much about it. The past has happened. Even if she knew that sometimes he might not have done it out of his own conscience, the consequences had already appeared. Talking too much was just an excuse to make both sides feel better.

Cierra didn’t know how to describe her feelings at the moment. She only knew that at this moment, the strong hatred in her heart seemed to never be touched again. Those feelings of unwillingness and resentment towards Draven in the past seemed to have blown away like the wind.

Perhaps it was even earlier when Draven was seriously injured and fell down in front of her in Los Angeles.

But at that time, she didn’t have the mood to care about anything else. She could only do what she should do according to the instructions in her mind, so she naturally thought that those grudges had been buried in the deep sea, but she hardly realized that they had already been extinguished by the fire.

“Miss Barton, what are you thinking about?”

Patrick was very dissatisfied with her sudden distraction. He watched as the expression on her face slowly changed from fear and anger to calmness and relief, as if she had figured out something that had troubled her for a long time.

How could this be?

Why was she still trying to reconcile with herself in such a situation?

“Miss Barton, I’m asking you. What were you thinking about just now?”

Patrick was very dissatisfied with Cierra’s reaction. He approached the woman in the chair again and stared at her with his cold eyes.

raised her eyes and said in a normal tone, “I was thinking about Draven. It turns out that he has suffered

was frank and looked

Patrick’s black pupils shrank slightly, and the coldness around

miss the expression on his face, nor did she make any unnecessary reactions. She continued to chat

me up should be theTrevino family’s old house, right? The

“Huh…”

pinched her face. “Put away

blocked. Even if you have other equipment, they will not be able to receive it. As

eyes suddenly looked more innocent. “I didn’t have any other intentions. I was just curious. Besides, you just blocked me here to play with them and see

she could finish her words, the strength on her face suddenly

a threatening tone, “Miss Barton, you don’t seem

only felt like rolling

Idiot!

seen through that he flied into

show such an arrogant expression in

blinked innocently and mumbled, “Then I was wrong. Could you let

very hard, as if she was so painful that saliva

still put on a pitiful look and blinked at

“Please…”

down at her for a while and silently let go

force on her cheeks dissipated, and Cierra coughed, glancing sideways at the

Patrick expressionlessly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and was about to wipe his

myself just now and

face at all. She straightened her back and

looked sideways at

Cierra forced a smile.

his handkerchief. His fingers, which had

Cierra was speechless.

at the stiff-faced woman and withdrew his

interest. He chuckled and said, “Don’t play these childish tricks. If I weren’t so bored right now, do