Chapter 49 What If I Don’t Divorce?
“No, I don’t dare to…”
Before Aleah could finish her sentence, the words were stifled in her throat.
The man held her neck and slowly tightened his grip.
As he looked at Aleah’s face which became red from suffocation, his smile grew even wider.
Aleah looked at the man in front of her in horror. She slapped his arm with all her strength and struggled to escape from the grip. Unfortunately, it was useless.
Only when she struggled less and less, like a fish on the beach that was on the verge of death, did the man release his hand as if he was being merciful.
“It is Cierra’s ability that she can escape from my hands. What I do, whether I fail or not, is not something you can comment
on.”
The man looked down at Aleah, who was gasping with her hands on her neck, and his tone was contemptuous.
“Do you really think that all men in the world will do anything for you just because of your beautiful face?”
He thought, what a joke!
I am not that idiot, Draven!
“Then why did you help me?”
Aleah curled up on the bed, unable to stop herself from trembling, but she still couldn’t help but ask.
Everything was fine before and the man gave her whatever she wanted. Aleah had no idea why suddenly he changed.
“Maybe it’s because I was too bored before.”
The man tilted his head, his lips curling into a sneer. At the same time, he bent and slowly pressed down on Aleah.
Thinking of the horrible scene just now, Aleah retreated in horror. “I beg you… Please let me go!”
“Tsk tsk, you have such a vicious heart, yet you are so timid. When you asked me to make Cierra disappear in this world, weren’t you very bold, huh?”
He patted Aleah’s face.
Then, a smell of urine emanated from her body.
The man’s hands stopped moving, and the playfulness in his eyes was replaced by disgust..
He straightened up, and his lazy tone became cold. “You better pray that you can marry Draven successfully. Otherwise, I’m afraid I will regret sleeping with you. At that time, how you will end…”
He said no more, but it was enough to make Aleah fear.
Aleah watched the man leave, her fists slowly tightening.
She shouted inside, devil!
He is a devil!
Cierra… It is all her fault!
If not for Cierra, I wouldn’t have made a deal with a devil!
I would definitely not let her off!
And Draven…
I would definitely marry him.
I swear!
The next day, at the president’s office of the Trevino Group.
Draven’s expression was cold. His gaze fell on the computer screen in front of him. He did not move for a long time. During the entire morning, other than repeatedly watching this surveillance video, he did not do anything else.
The video showed that after Cierra was chased out of Stream Villa last night, she held her stomach under the tree and waited. In the end, she threw herself into a man’s arms.
The more Draven looked at the video, the more he became depressed.
However, he refused to turn it off. He watched it over and over again, as if he was torturing himself.
Cierra once claimed that in this marriage, she had not done anything to betray him.
It seemed that she lied to him again!
When the woman in the video once again threw herself into the man’s arms, Draven finally did not want to continue watching. He pressed his forehead and closed his eyes.
When Ryan pushed open the office door and entered, this was the scene he saw.
He yawned and said, “Tsk, who provoked our Draven today? He has such a long face in the early morning, and I can smell something in the air.”
As he spoke, he even sniffed in the air.
Draven opened his eyes and gave him a cold look.
Ryan didn’t mind at all. He leaned over and sat directly on Draven’s desk.
“I wasn’t wrong. Can’t you smell it yourself? There’s a smell of gunpowder.”
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