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

had been sleeping since he took the medicine in the afternoon. He didn’t wake up until now, and he

corner of the sofa

in the morning on

night and left a lot of

couldn’t see

Vanessa, but Aleah had wholly disappeared

sent him a WhatsApp message saying his mother had

the

about him. They just saw him making a fool. Some

headache coming on, he

with the pain in his nerves. He pressed his temple 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 that

the window, the rain was getting lighter. There was no sound except for the occasional sound of

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

breath, a thought suddenly

-He was missing Cierra.

He missed her.

past, he would never know what the

not shed a tear when his grandfather died and was buried. Now that three years had passed, he had

had brought him up and taught him lessons. Even

a very

what he thought of

all, 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? His grandfather

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

missed his ex-wife on a

the screen of his phone.

Did he miss her?

began to ponder over

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

he couldn’t get

missed this heartless

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

moment.

call Cierra again and get her new number sent

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 her, why should he be the only one missing

WhatsApp. Because they usually contacted each other by phone, they spent most of their time together. Their chat history was still when

the phone number for half a

of copying the phone

list and looked for her

Cierra. The first one was that she had

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