Divorced but Delighted novel Chapter 38

Chapter 38 Draven Worries About Clerra

“You…”

Draven was stunned for a moment.

He knew what it was. Several years ago, when Cierra’s period came for the first time, she was so embarrassed that it was he who bought tampons for her.

Draven was in a trance, thinking of the past. He didn’t know why they became like this.

But obviously, it was not the time to recall the past.

Cierra was so angry that her face turned red. She hurriedly lifted her skirt to cover it. She almost cried. “Get out of the way!”

Draven looked up at her reddened eyes and took two steps back. “Sorry.”

Cierra was not in the mood to listen to his apology and did not even want to look at him. She clenched her handbag and went into the bathroom.

Bastard!

She cursed angrily in her heart.

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If Draven hadn’t suddenly gone crazy at the door of the women’s bathroom, she wouldn’t have ended up like this, and her skirt was ruined.

Cierra initially thought that she would be able to return to the lounge very soon and didn’t take her phone. So, she couldn’t contact William to ask him to bring clean clothes for her.

She could only go back like this. Fortunately, the stain was not big.

When Cierra came out of the bathroom, she saw Draven’s tall figure. Her face immediately turned

ugly.

Draven had been waiting for her at the door of the bathroom. His black suit was hanging on his arm. The white shirt and the vest he wore made him look like nobility.

He heard the sound and turned around. Seeing Cierra come out, he walked towards her and handed

his suit to her.

Cierra glared at him.

Draven felt he was wrong and did not say anything excessive. “Put it on. Even if your dress isn’t stained, it can keep you warm.”

The back of her dress was not completely hollowed out, but a thin layer of gauze could not keep her from cold.

After thinking for a moment, Cierra took the suit. “You ruined my dress, and I took a suit from you. Let’s call it even. I hope that the next time you come to me is because the divorce procedures have already been completed rather than something else.”

When Cierra finished, she immediately walked away in her high heels.

“Cierra, do you have to talk to me like this?”

The anger in Draven’s heart that had just been restrained aroused again. He followed and asked in a

deep voice.

Cierra didn’t look back but kept walking. “How do you want me to talk to you? Is there anything else

between us to talk about other than divorce?”

She couldn’t understand why Draven said these to her.

She used to like him and wanted to marry him. It was her fault. She admitted. Now she had thought

it through and was willing to divorce as he wished. She even dodged him and Aleah. What else did he

want her to do?

Cierra walked in the lounge’s direction but was soon stopped.

Draven had long legs and easily walked in front of her. His tall figure blocked her way. “Since you think there’s nothing to talk about, come home with me!”

He had lost patience and grabbed her wrist with a dark face.

It was rare that Cierra did not struggle.

She smiled and tilted her head to look at Draven. “Go home with you? Mr. Trevino, may I ask what kind of identity I have to go home with you? Are you sure that is my home?”

Her eyes were filled with ridicule.

For a moment, Draven had a thought.

He and Cierra didn’t have to divorce, and he could spend the rest of his life with her. It seemed to be fine to him. At least he could refute her words and had a legitimate reason to let her go home.

However, his thought only lasted for an instant.