Divorced but Delighted novel Chapter 152

Chapter 152 The Leg Was Injured

“What photo?”

Cierra had a bad feeling about this.

“It… It just became a trending topic. Don’t you know?”

Seeing that Cierra’s expression didn’t look like she was lying, he took out his phone and showed it

to her.

At this time, the second-to-last trending topic was being discussed by others, instead of directly into the top ten like they spent money.

In the photo, she and Draven had passed each other in the hospital and the crowd.

The recording was not high definition because too many people were in the hospital far away.

But even though it was a little blurry, because of the frequent trending topics during this period, people could recognize at a glance that it was the president of the Trevino Group. Fortunately, Cierra was in his arms and not be reveal her face.

In the picture, a tall and straight man stood out frohi the crowd. He was looking down at the woman in his arms. His lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were filled with affection that could be seen

through the screen.

Cierra was dumbfounded.

She remembered that she had just woken up from a shock and was threatened by him, so she could only hide her head in his arms nervously. He was laughing at her.

Why did it look like an idol drama when it was on someone else’s phone?

That bas*ard, Draven, was so mean!

“I think

you

and Mr. Trevino are quite a good match, and he is not as good to Aleah as the rumors say on the Internet. If Mr. Trevino divorces you because of that female celebrity’s committed suicide, you must resist. You can’t bow to the evil forces!”

Layton tried to persuade her earnestly, taking advantage of Cierra’s idle state.

Not only that, but he also read the post’s comments to Cierra.

“Mr. Trevino dotes on his ex-wife so much that I want to fall in love with her. Sure enough, a real husband and wife are different! Aleah, can you give way? They are a perfect match. As a monster, aren’t you afraid of being struck by lightning if you try to break them up?”

“Everyone is thinking the same thing as me…”

“Slap!”

Before he could finish his sentence, his phone was pressed against the table by Cierra. “That’s not

me!”

Startled, Layton stammered, “But… but the clothes are all the same.”

Cierra said self-righteously, “Don’t you allow others to wear the same clothes as me?”

“But…”

“But what? If you don’t have any evidence, don’t talk nonsense. I have nothing to do with Mr.

Trevino!”

Cierra interrupted him directly. “I’m getting off work. You should focus on cooking. Don’t stare at your lousy phone all day long. Be careful not to lose your cooking skills, or you’ll be expelled from the school by your master one day!”

She picked up his phone and placed it heavily in his hand.

She turned around.

She knew it was not good to go to the hospital with that bas*ard!

If she had known earlier, she would instead fall to the ground than be held by him.

She took off the chef’s uniform angrily. When Cierra looked down and saw the photo, she became