Divorced but Delighted novel Chapter 46

Chapter 46 Draven Kicks Cierra Out of the Villa

“I said something was wrong with you!”

Cierra finally managed to reach the phone, which she soon snatched back. Then she nestled back into the sofa, looking rather

annoyed.

She thought, I’m partly to blame for all this. If I hadn’t chosen Stream Villa as our home, which I thought would be less noisy back then, I should be able to leave by myself now. Just grabbing a cab will do!

Draven did not say anything more. Instead, he looked deeply at her.

Then, titling his body slightly, he took out his cell phone..

Cierra’s phone number was still lying there at the top of his contacts, even after all these years.

He pursed his lips and dialed the number.

But just like all the calls he made over the years, only a mechanical female voice sounded. “The number you dialed does not exist…” He put it on the speaker deliberately so that Cierra could hear that.

Even though he did not say a word, his intention was plain to see.

If Cierra had not changed her phone number, how could the number be defunct? And it didn’t look like she had blacklisted him

as well.

But Cierra lay lazily on the sofa, unmoved. “That is your problem failing to get through to me, not mine. I’ve told you that I have not changed my number. And I am not lying.”

However, Draven did not buy it and handed his phone over. “Give me your new number.”

“What’s your problem? Why would I lie to you?” Cierra wished she could kick him away.

But Draven didn’t retract his arm. “You tell me!”

Draven thought, she kept me in the dark about being back in the country, wanting to get a divorce. And she didn’t tell me how she managed to get to know the Barton family. All of this suggests that she is more than likely to lie to me!

At the thought of this, he urged her by kicking her calf a bit, which was dangling over the sofa. “Hurry up.”

Cierra was speechless.

She locked her phone and threw it to the side. Then, after picking up a pillow from the sofa, she buried her head under it.

“You’re right! I’ve changed my number. But I don’t want to give it to you. All I want is for you to be away from my life for good. If I have managed to divorce you, you would be a stranger to me already.”

The room was reduced to silence for a few seconds.

Then, Draven’s deep voice sounded again. “Cierra, you finally speak your bosom!”

“Yes, that’s how I feel now.” Cierra was annoyed.

After the divorce, she would treat him like a stranger.

Staring at Cierra’s back, Draven let out a sneer.

He thought, a stranger.

So she can forget all the things that have happened in the past?

Well, that makes sense. I should have known that she was a hard–hearted person long before, who would do anything for her own interests.

Why would I still have expectations of her, thinking that she was still that little girl when she was a kid? Why would I still want to make up for the past three years after our divorce, thinking that I owe her that?

His face turning utterly cold, he bent over to pick up his phone and threw the suit on Cierra.

“Get out.”

“What did you say?”

The suit came right at Cierra’s head, which blinded her.

And by the time she got rid of it, Draven had already been on the stairs. Obviously, he had no intention of buying pads for her

anymore.

Then without a backward glance, he said in an extremely cold tone, “I say get out. Now.”

Cierra was stunned, despite wanting to leave more than anything. What perplexed her was Draven’s sudden change of tune. One minute, he insisted on her staying, and the next, he was already kicking her out.

At the thought of this, Cierra asked, “What gets you this time?”

Draven tilted his head to glance at her, having a condescending attitude.

“Aren’t you a picky sleeper and sick of me leaving traces everywhere in the villa? And don’t you hate it when you see me and wish that you have never met me? Now you can be happy because all that you want is getting real.”

Cierra looked into his dark eyes, wanting to say something. But at last, she bit her lip.