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.

drinking the coolness of the water, he was

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

corner of the sofa and became indifferent

in the morning

phone all night and left a lot of messages, missed calls, and even

he couldn’t

from Vanessa, but Aleah had

his mother had

the other

might not care about him. They just saw him making a fool. Some were even bold enough to directly introduce him to

coming on, he turned off

pain in his nerves. He pressed his temple and tried to relieve it, but as soon as he closed his eyes,

was no

alone in the empty and dark room. Some

a thought suddenly formed in his

-He was missing Cierra.

He missed her.

he would never know what the

did not shed a tear when his grandfather died and was buried. Now that three years

taught him lessons. Even the memory of him had gradually faded

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

was what he thought

filial piety 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?

loser, and no one loved him, so he chose to marry someone who loved him,

like him missed his ex-wife on

inadvertently touched the screen of his phone. Suddenly, the light shone on

Did he miss her?

to ponder

whenever he used an excuse to go to the L’Opera

get

missed

couldn’t control his emotions in the middle of the night, and his

moment.

to call Cierra again and

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 her, why should he be the only one

they spent most of their time together. Their chat history was still when

the phone number for half a minute, and he

copying the phone

list and looked for

he gave to her was Cierra. The first one

he had changed her mobile phone many times,