Divorced but Delighted novel Chapter 181

Chapter 181 Cierra’s Love? Ridiculous!

Draven’s face was so gloomy that no one dared to look directly at him when he came out of the

ward.

He couldn’t let go of the pent-up frustration in his heart.

This kind of emotion was exactly the same as every time he was punished or forced to do something he didn’t want to do when he was young.

But if he refused to submit, he would be locked up in that pitch-black place for another night, causing him to be powerless. He had nowhere to escape.

The more times his mother spoke, the suffocating feeling got stronger, which overlapped with the darkness in his memory. He was afraid that if he stayed in the ward any longer, the uncontrollable rebellion in his bones would come back again.

That was why he quickened his pace, wishing to quickly escape from the place behind him, and stay far away from the people inside.

“Draven, why are you walking so fast? Are you really in a hurry to eat?”

Ryan rushed out of the ward. Before he could catch his breath, Draven had already gone farther, so

he could only catch up with him quickly.

Draven turned a deaf ear to his joke and maintained a cold expression.

They stood in front of the elevator. At this time, Ryan found an opportunity to talk to Draven.

“Draven, I believe you can distinguish right from wrong. You should know that Auntie is right. Why do you have to…”

“Ryan.”

Draven interrupted.

At this time, the elevator arrived. He stepped in and did not say anything to Ryan.

Because this was not the mealtime, there was no one in the elevator.

“Do you know which cake shop near the hospital is better?” He asked as he stepped into the

elevator.

As soon as Draven finished speaking, Ryan suddenly shut his mouth.

Since he stepped into the elevator, within the 30 seconds, he had thought about how to persuade Draven and how to respond.

But he didn’t expect Draven to say that.

Is there any cake shop nearby whose cake tastes better?

After a long while, Ryan finally said, “I haven’t been back to New York for a few years. Why are you asking me?”

The elevator stopped on the first floor.

Draven glanced at Ryan expressionlessly and stepped forward. “When I was a child, Ernest and Ms. Trevino asked me to do all kinds of things that I didn’t like. The feeling was like when you found out that Bruno West had compromised with the West family and gone back to enjoy his rich life. It was disgusting and I felt powerless. You don’t know that when everyone thought what they did was good for me, only Aleah stood on my side.”

When he had just come out of the dark room, she had given him a piece of cake. But Aleah, who had just returned to the Boyle family, remembered his birthday. Even Cierra forgot it.

Every time when he was forced by Ernest and Mrs. Trevino to do something he didn’t like, the only person who supported him was Aleah. All their relatives and friends would only say that was for his

good.

“For my good”, that’s ridiculous.

Up to now, he had somewhat forgotten the taste of the cake, but he would always remember the sweetness he tasted when he came out of that dark room.

He had suffered a lot, he wanted to cherish the sweet cake.

He didn’t want to lose it.