Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 77

Chapter 77 Because I Like You

The car stopped at the entrance of Stream Villa. Jason Parker was also waiting for Draven's answer.

After a long time, Jason heard the man's low voice.

He cleared his throat and said, "Put the divorce agreement aside for now. When she wakes go with her myself."

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Jason Parker nodded. "Got it, Mr. Treviño. I'll go back to the company now."

"Okay, wait a minute."

Of course, Draven wouldn't let Jason Parker take a taxi home.

There were other cars in the garage. He could even ask Jason Parker to pick them up.

At this moment, he was tidying up Cierra Boyle's clothes and trying to carry her down slowly.

Jason Parker was also watching.

He had never seen his boss like this. His expression was gentle, and his movements were so gentle, as if he was treating something fragile.

Even Aleah Boyle was never be treated by his boss like this.

What he had seen before was a polite and cold boss, as if Aleah Boyle had something on him.

They were not like lovers.

When he was with Cierra, the boss seemed to be like... a real person.

"Mr. Trevino, are you really going to divorce Cierra?

Jason Parker couldn't help but ask.

Just as Draven was bent down to carry her out of the car and was about to turn around and return to

the villa, he heard these words.

He straightened up, hugged Cierra Boyle, and asked him calmly.

"What are you trying to say?"

In fact, Jason Parker was still a little scared.

He knew that his boss didn't like people paying too much attention to his private life, but when he heard Draven Trevino's calm voice, he became bold again.

"Mr. Trevino, I may have said too much. Please don't mind. I just think that you treat Cierra very

well, and you should also like her. As for Cierra, we've known about it since you were young. You

two are in love with each other, so why divorce?"

Draven Trevino didn't say a word, and his face didn't look very good.

Seeing this, Jason Parker thought that he was listening to him and continued, "My girlfriend and I often quarrel with each other. Mr. Trevino, you've always been concerned about Aleah Boyle, so it's natural for Cierra to be angry. Girls need to be coaxed. If you coax her, she won't be angry with you again. You two..."

"Jason Parker."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted coldly.

"You talk too much."

Jason Parker was stunned in the driver's seat. He was thinking about what he had said wrong and offended the boss.

Draven Trevino didn't make things difficult for him.

"I don't love Cierra Boyle. That's why I'm divorcing her.

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"So Mr. Trevino, you like Ms. Boyle?"

Jason Parker couldn't help but be surprised.

Draven Trevino stared at him and asked, "Is there a problem?"

Jason Parker immediately shook his head. "No, no, Mr. Trevino, I'll go first!"

He didn't dare to say that his boss didn't seem to like Aleah Boyle at all.

It was like a task.

The true love should be caring about others.

However, Jason Parker did not feel this when his boss was with Aleah Boyle.

On the contrary, his boss's emotions had been stirred up recently because of Cierra Boyle.

Even if most of them were angry, it was much more normal than having no emotions.

The connection between him and Aleah Boyle was more like a result of a marriage alliance. On the contrary, he and his current wife, Cierra Boyle, were more like a couple who had fallen in love. However, the boss refused the wife that Ernest Trevino had chosen for him, and chose....

It was not appropriate for Jason Parker to say much about other people's private affairs.

After saying that, he drove away and didn't dare to stay for another second.

As Draven Trevino watched the car drive away, he stood there in silence for a moment.

After a long while, he turned around and walked toward the villa.

"Draven Trevino, put me down."

The woman in his arms woke up and spoke softly.

Her dark eyes were wide open, clear, and clean, but her tone showed that she was still drunk.

"Are you sure you can stand?"

Of course, Draven Trevino didn't listen to her. He walked steadily into the villa.

He put Cierra Boyle on the sofa and said, "Sit down for a while. I'll make you a bowl of hangover

soup."

In the past three years, he had lived in Stream Villa, and he had everything in the kitchen.

Cierra Boyle stopped him. "If you don't like me, why did you marry me? If it's because of Mr. Ernest, I can tell him. Besides, the person you should marry is Aleah Boyle. She's the biological daughter of the Boyle family."

Obviously, her memory was in a mess at this moment.

Instead of moving, he stood up straight and asked, "Since you know that I'm going to marry Aleah Boyle, why do you still want to marry me?"

"Because..."

Cierra Boyle probably didn't expect him to ask this question, but she was so drunk that she couldn't figure it out. She just answered the question seriously.

"Because I like you. If you agree to marry me, why don't I marry you? Maybe I can make you fall in love with me again. When you were a child, you clearly said that you liked me very much." After that, she withdrew her hand and looked sad.

"But how can I take what you said when you were a child seriously... Am I bad? I'm selfish, I didn't

stop Ernest."

"But I want to give myself a chance. What if..."

She muttered in a low voice as if there was no one around her.

Draven looked down at her quietly and didn't say anything else.

Cierra Boyle did not continue. Perhaps these questions were too much of a headache for her.

She knocked on her head, picked up a pillow, and curled up on the sofa.

"My head hurts. I don't want to think about it..."

She snorted on the sofa, feeling dizzy.

Later on, she didn't know what happened. She only knew that something unpleasant was fed into her mouth. Someone picked her up and put her in a more comfortable place to lie down. After that, the villa completely quieted down.

When she woke up, it was four o'clock in the morning.

She was woken up by hunger.

After getting drunk, she still had a headache. Looking at the room around her, she felt as if she was

in outer space.

She was hungry and that helped her regain some consciousness.

After going out yesterday, she didn't eat anything and slept until now. At this moment, she almost instinctively went to replace something to eat.

It was not yet summer, and it was slightly cold in the early morning.

When Cierra Boyle pushed open the door, she felt chill.

She rubbed her arms and couldn't replace the switch of the stairs lamp. After thinking for a while, she groped for it in the dark and went downstairs.

But she couldn't see clearly when the light was off. When she missed a step, she couldn't help

exclaiming, but she reacted quickly. She held the railing and walked down step by step.

When she finally stepped on the first floor, she heaved a sigh of relief.

Just as she was about to look for the light switch on the first floor, her vision suddenly lit up, and the light pierced her eyes.

At the same time, the man's low and (h o ar se) voice came from upstairs.

"What are you doing?"