Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Divorced but Delighted Chapter 114

Chapter 114 Draven, Get Out of Here!

“You also said it was in the past, but people will grow up eventually. How can we stay in the past forever? As for the feeling…

Cierra let out a light chuckle, her eyes cold.

“I can only say that he used to be a special existence in my life, and he is still the same now. It is just that the current me will no longer be the same as before. I will no longer give up on other important things in my life because of a slight difference.”

What’s more, Draven was no longer as important to her as before, let alone make her give up everything else.

On the contrary, Draven was the one she should abandon.

If she abandoned this love, she would find that there were better things in the world.

The traditional catering culture she liked, the designs she was interested in, and she could weave her dreams unscrupulously… There were also many people she loved and respected, as well as those who doted on her.

Therefore, there was no need for her to stick to the relationship that was claimed to be love, and it was still a poor one–sided love.

Cierra used to naively think that this was creating a relationship with the person she liked with the shortest mathematical expectations. Once a one–sided relationship formed into two arrows, it could express to people that it was the beauty of love.

But now, she only felt that she was a fool.

Cierra didn’t want to talk to Sue anymore. “Mrs. Trevino, I’m going upstairs to rest, so I won’t

continue chatting with you.”

Sue didn’t stop her this time. She smiled wearily and said, “Let Anna take you upstairs. I have said too much just now. Cierra, don’t take it to heart.”

Cierra also smiled. She nodded and left without saying anything else.

She came to see Sue because the Trevino family used to take care of her, but it didn’t mean that she -had to obey them in everything.

Cierra knew everything that had happened tonight

For example, it seemed that Draven had been scolded all the time by Mrs. Trevino, as if she was venting her anger on behalf of Cierra. But in fact, Cierra could see through all the twists and turns.

It was just that Mrs. Trevino didn’t like Aleah and didn’t want to see Draven marry Aleah into the Trevino family.

of the son of the Trevino family, Mrs. Trevino had seen her grow up and

of getting a divorce and finding a new daughter–in–law to control her son, it was better to try her best to remedy this marriage. Anyway, the Trevino family did not

kindness to Cierra and how she treated her as her

Cierra was sure that if she really became

Trevino family by blood.

thinking it through, a relieved smile appeared

it. She just felt

her heart, Cierra would feel guilty. This kind

was good.

thinking, Anna had already led her to the door of the room. “Ms. Boyle, I’ll put your clothes by the

“Thank you, Anna. Thank you for your

smiled and said, “It’s what I should do. Go to bed early

your family.”

She greeted Anna and

had just received a reminder. She almost forgot to

Cierra took out her

be angry again, so she specially added, “I used to live in the Trevino family when I was a child. I have secretly hidden something in the Trevino family and I

Cierra added that it was difficult to drive on the mountain road at night, and the safety reason made her stay for one

and the others had

didn’t hear the sound of the

was pulled open that she

eyes in horror. “Draven?

a bath towel around his waist. There was nothing on it, and the mist filled his surroundings. Droplets of water dripped down from his wet hair, flowed down from his strong chest, slid to his abdominal muscles,

made people’s

raised his eyes

to the panic on the woman’s face, Draven looked much

surprised, but the moment he saw her, he frowned, and then there was no extra expression on his

towel and walked over. “Anna said I should sleep in this

she saw Draven’s firm

moved away.

stopped in front of

was a hint of panic

what do you want to do? I’m telling you, don’t mess

Cierra couldn’t help swallowing.