Divorced but Delighted novel Chapter 443

In the hospital.

Cierra had been unconscious for three days.

Since she was sent to the hospital from Mount Shasta three days ago, there had been not sign of her waking up.

But the doctor’s examination showed that except for the two broken ribs, the rest of the injuries were all superficial.

Logically speaking, Cierra shouldn’t have been unconscious for so long.

Even if she needed to rest for a long time for her exhaustion, she should have woken up by now.

Although the doctor said that Cierra wasn’t in a life-threatening situation, her unconsciousness was still worrying-

The Barton family even invited Dr. Charles to check Cierra. He showed that Cierra needed to rest and she would wake up one day.

There was no other way but to wait anxiously.

During this period, William and Draven investigated the people that Patrick had arranged in New York.

To begin with, New York was not under Patrick’s control. In addition, he had come here on a whim. The people he hired were a motley crew, so it was easy to investigate them.

It was just that Patrick was indeed mysterious, and there was no trace of him so far.

Draven didn’t forget the old man who had provided him with the clues. After dealing with the matter at hand, he went to the old house of the Trevino family.

The old man had been living in the old mansion for the past few days.

No matter what, he was still a member of the Trevino family.

By the time Draven arrived, the old man had just returned from the nearby mountain.

In the past few days, he had a regular schedule. After getting up in the morning, he did some exercise. After breakfast, he went to the nearby mountain to have a walk and came back when it was almost time for lunch. In the afternoon, he drank coffee and read the newspaper.

The old man didn’t look surprised when he heard that Draven was here.

After washing his hands, he saw Draven standing in the back garden with a warm smile on the old man’s face.

“Did you just come from the hospital? Have you visited your mother by the way?”

The old man sounded like Draven’s eldership who had been staying in New York.

From his words, it was obvious that he knew what Draven had done in the past few days.

Instead of answering his question, Draven glanced at the coffee pot in the old man’s hand, then the precious orchids in the garden. Draven raised his eyes slightly.

“You seem to be used to living in the old house.”

There was a hint of sarcasm in Draven’s tone.

The old man laughed loudly. “I was born here, naturally I’m used to it. You, a junior, don’t know the past and aren’t even willing to call me grandpa now. This truly disappoints me!”

Draven lowered his eyes.

He indeed didn’t know the origin of the previous generation, but he could find something from the old man’s words.

For example, the Trevino family in Washington D.C. also came from New York.

They went up in the word and settled down in Washington D.C. Some of them who were despised by the family were driven back to New York. If anyone in the family realized hometown is where the heart is, he or she had to return here.

The old man sat down on the rattan chair with ease, pouring a cup of coffee and tasting