Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 209

Chapter 209 He Wasn't the One On Blacklist

New York.

There was heavy rain at night, and it fell on the floor-to-ceiling glass.

The heavy rain woke up Draven.

He looked a little dazed. Knowing he couldn't fall asleep, he got out of bed, stood before the window, and stared blankly at the city's night view.

"Ever since he divorced Cierra, he has been living in the company. Occasionally, he would go back to the old mansion for two days. Most of the time, he worked. He saw her again in his dream.

Cierra...

The person who should have been forgotten appeared in his dreams repeatedly. He couldn't get rid of her.

Why?"

Looking at the raindrops slowly dripping from the glass, he shouted in confusion.

Why did he always dream of her?

He tried to fall into meditation, focusing on listening to the rain

Drip, pat, pat, pat.

However, he couldn't help but think of that rainy night in the old mansion.

Similar to this heavy rain, it was also different from the sound of the rain tonight, thunder and lightning flashed, and a fragrance and softness of woman fell into his arms... Draven suddenly opened his eyes, still filled with confusion and disbelief.

He actually...

Compared to the disgusting scenes in the hotel during the day, he could feel that he was not disgusted by the rejection when he thought of Cierra. In fact, he was even unwilling to accept his indulgence in it. It was one thing for him to be dreaming, but why would he think about having sex with Cierra when he was free?

Draven felt furious. He turned around irritably and went to get a bottle of iced water.

After drinking the coolness of the water, he was not that desire.

He had been sleeping since he took the medicine in the afternoon. He didn't wake up until now, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

He picked up the phone in the corner of the sofa and became indifferent as usual.

It was four o'clock in the morning on the phone.

He hadn't checked his phone all night and left a lot of messages, missed calls, and even particular messages to him, for fear

that he couldn't see them.

Most calls were from Vanessa, but Aleah had wholly disappeared this time..

Anna called him twice but didn't get through; she sent him a WhatsApp message saying his mother had woken up. There was nothing else ills except for her high blood pressure,

As for the other messages,

A few people came to ask about his situation, but they might not care about him. They just saw him making a fool. Some were even bold enough to directly introduce him to a new woman and send him photos to ask if he liked her.

Feeling a headache coming on, he turned off his phone.

The suppressed irritation rose along with the pain in his nerves. He pressed his temple and tried to relieve it, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the familiar face appeared in his mind again. He was so shocked that he suddenly opened his eyes.

Outside the window, the rain was getting lighter. There was no sound except for the occasional sound of hitting the glass.

At night, his five senses were magnified in the darkness. He sat alone in the empty and dark room. Some thoughts suppressed in the daytime were also quietly revealed at night, and he couldn't restrain himself.

As he held his breath, a thought suddenly formed in his mind.

-He was missing Cierra.

He missed her.

In the past, he would never know what the missing feeling was.

He did not shed a tear when his grandfather died and was buried. Now that three years had passed, he had never thought of

him who had brought him up and taught him lessons. Even the memory of him had gradually faded away.

He had always been offish and selfish. He was a very shrewd businessman and had never been a good person.

That was what he thought of himself.

After all, filial piety was the most important thing. If he was a good person, why would he think it was customary for his grandfather to get old, sick, and die? His grandfather should leave at his age. He was a complete loser, and no one loved him, so he chose to marry someone who loved him, even for his money.

But a jerk like him missed his ex-wife on a rainy night.

He inadvertently touched the screen of his phone. Suddenly, the light shone on his face.

Did he miss her?

He began to ponder over this matter.

Also, whenever he used an excuse to go to the L'Opera Restaurant, he would call her occasionally when he sent her abroad. However, he couldn't get through to her.

Ha, he missed this heartless woman.

But he probably couldn't control his emotions in the middle of the night, and his body was doing what he wanted to do at the

moment.

He wanted to call Cierra again and get her new number sent by Ryan.

This heartless woman had tried to please his grandpa and marry him. After returning to the country, she wanted to divorce him. Now that there was no news of her, why should he be the only one missing her? Draven looked up Ryan's WhatsApp. Because they usually contacted each other by phone, they spent most of their time together. Their chat history was still when Ryan sent him the new contact information of Cierra a few months ago.

His gaze lingered on the phone number for half a minute, and he felt it familiar.

Instead of copying the phone number,

he switched it to his contact list and looked for her contact information.

The name he gave to her was Cierra. The first one was that she had saved it in his phone.

It had it since she was in school. Over the years, he had changed her mobile phone many times, but the number list was the

same.

Thinking of how the chubby girl sn*tched his phone away, he stared at the note in a trance.

"Cierra..."

It seemed that the person accompanying him the entire time was Cierra.

When did it change?

He couldn't remember. He clicked on the screen and saw the number he had saved.

After a while, he mocked himself with a hint of indifference.

He didn't stop, either. He clicked on the setting in the upper right corner. He clicked on the blacklisted number in the interception and harassment.

There was only one number, which matched all the phone numbers sent by Ryan.

On the contrary, the number saved in his contact list had been modified by one number.

One number, ha...

Because of this number, he mistakenly thought she was angry with him when she was abroad for three years. She took everyone seriously and deliberately ignored him.

He didn't want to talk to her.

It turned out that she was the one who had been blacklisted. It was his mobile phone that had been blacklisting her all the

time.

It was not that she didn't want to replace him, but that she couldn't replace him.

He was really a bad guy!

He was mad because of this fact. What would he be doing now if he had blamed her for ignoring him all these years? Thinking of the grievances that Ryan had found out about her when she was abroad, his eyes turned indifferent.

-What if she called him when she was in danger?

Just thinking of that scene made him break down.

If such a scene had happened, how desperate she would be if she, as a girl, was abroad and couldn't contact him for help.

Draven closed his eyes. He suddenly threw his phone against the wall when he opened his eyes again.

The screen broke into pieces. After a loud noise, it was as silent as the night.

The sound of the rain could no longer be heard.

After an unknown period, he stood up from the sofa, picked up his phone with trembling hands, and took out his card.

He had to pull out Cierra from the blacklist.