Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Divorced but Delighted Chapter 118

Chapter 118 How Many Scars Do You Have?

Cierra was silent.

After a long while, when there was no sound outside the room, as if the thunder and lightning were just pranks, Cierra’s voice sounded again.

“Isn’t she afraid of thunder?”

Her words stirred up many things in the past.

It was on Old Mr. Trevino’s birthday, as well as in this old house.

Old Mr. Trevino didn’t like Aleah, and he didn’t like to celebrate his birthday at such an old age. He only invited his family to have a meal together in the old house as a celebration.

Cierra was naturally invited.

At that time, Aleah had almost confirmed her relationship with Draven, but Old Mr. Trevino had never agreed. He had also announced to the public that the only granddaughter–in–law of the Trevino family was Cierra, so Draven was particularly rebellious.

He came back very late. He didn’t come back until the dishes on the table had been cleaned up. Old Mr. Trevino didn’t want to see him and went upstairs early.

Cierra secretly saved some food for Draven and heated it up in the kitchen when he arrived.

That night was also a rainy day. At first, it was also a low thunder.

She remembered that when she had heated the food and brought it out, Draven had rushed out in a hurry after receiving a call. He had even comforted the girl on the phone gently, telling her not to be

afraid.

From beginning to end, he didn’t look back at Cierra.

With a flash of lightning, Draven slowly disappeared from her sight.

Then, there was a loud thunder. Cierra was so scared that she threw away the bowl in her hand. The hot soup splashed on her leg, and the bowl was broken into pieces.

The noise was drowned out by the rumbling thunder. Anna had already fallen asleep since it was late at night, so Cierra could only endure the fear and pain to clean up the pieces and hot soup.

The next day after the rain, no one knew what had happened at night, and everything was still the

same.

So far, no one knew that Cierra was actually afraid of thunder.

Her brother didn’t even know that. Cierra would hide in her room on a rainy day and sleep or endure ít.

She firmly believed that fear could be overcome, even if it was inborn.

She asked Draven to leave because she wanted to stay alone.

the sky again and shone in through the curtain, but

a

going to

interrupted her mercilessly, just like how he had turned around

say anything

him to leave just now. Not to mention how much energy it would take to open the door, she was not stupid. She could understand the meaning behind Draven’s

because he didn’t care much about Aleah or because he kept

be here tonight.

her mouth, but wanted to ask what he wanted to say

and didn’t want to talk about it

back to Draven and slowly

she closed her eyes before the

Rumble!

thunderclap

were closed, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and she

muttering something.

heavy rain hit the parasol trees outside the house

the rumbling thunder.

Another clap of thunder!

on the bed couldn’t stand

“Cierra…”

her whisper. He thought that she was

terrified voice, he finally couldn’t help getting

used the old circuit board and the

to pull the curtains on

clearly see the situation before him. The woman had long since buried herself under the blanket, her

this would

“Cierra…”

the blanket slightly so that she could breathe fresh

death.

he could finish

forehead was completely wet with cold sweat, and the shirt was a little messy because of her sleeping posture, revealing a large

help looking away, but when he saw the scars inside, he

Another clap of thunder.

She held her head with both arms and tried to get closer to a

slowly approached her, trying to

cold, so

me, please… don’t hit

die… I’m not afraid, I’m not

and looked at her face. Looking at the beads

was like the situation where he was trapped in a dark and

thought of Aleah’s

it rained, she would say that she