Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Divorced but Delighted Chapter 209

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.

the coolness of the

took the medicine in the afternoon. He didn’t wake up until

corner of the sofa and became indifferent as

in the

of messages,

couldn’t see

were from Vanessa, but Aleah had wholly

get through; she sent him a WhatsApp message saying his mother had woken up.

for the other

few people came to ask about his situation, but they might not care about him. They just saw him making a fool. Some were even bold enough to directly introduce

headache coming on, he turned off his

and tried to relieve it, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the familiar face appeared in his mind again. He was so shocked

getting lighter. There was no sound except for the occasional sound of hitting the

and dark room. Some thoughts suppressed in the daytime were also quietly revealed at night, and he couldn’t

he held his breath, a thought suddenly

-He was missing Cierra.

He missed her.

he would never

was buried. Now that three years had passed, he

lessons. Even

been offish and selfish. He was a very

he

piety was the most important thing. If he was a good person, why would he think it was customary

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

a jerk like him missed his ex-wife on a rainy

inadvertently touched the screen of his phone.

Did he miss her?

to ponder over this

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

couldn’t get through

he missed

in the middle of the night,

moment.

call Cierra again and get her

heartless woman had tried to please his grandpa and marry him. After returning to the country, she wanted to divorce him. Now that there was no news of

usually contacted each other by phone, they spent most of their time together. Their chat

lingered on the phone number for half

of copying the phone

list and looked for her

The first one was that she had saved it

he had changed her mobile phone many times, but the