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 water,

afternoon. He didn’t wake up until now, and he didn’t feel

up the phone in the corner of the sofa and

was four o’clock in the morning

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

he couldn’t

calls were from Vanessa, but

a WhatsApp message saying his

for the other

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

on, he turned off

to relieve it, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the familiar

was no sound except

He sat alone in the empty and dark room. Some thoughts suppressed in the daytime

he held his breath, a thought suddenly formed

-He was missing Cierra.

He missed her.

past, he would never know what the

grandfather died and was buried. Now that three years

taught him lessons. Even the

and selfish. He was a very shrewd businessman and had never

was what he thought of

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

complete loser, and no one loved him, so he chose to

him missed his ex-wife on a rainy

the screen of his phone. Suddenly, the

Did he miss her?

to ponder over this

L’Opera Restaurant, he would call her occasionally when he sent her

get through to

he missed this

in the middle of the night, and his

moment.

call Cierra again and get her new

grandpa and marry him. After returning to the country, she wanted to divorce him. Now that there was no news

other by phone, they spent most of their time together. Their chat history was still when

lingered on the phone number for half a minute, and he

copying the

it to his contact list

first one was that she had saved it

school. Over the years, he had changed her mobile phone many