Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 174

Chapter 174 Uncontrollable

At that time, everyone thought as an orphan, it was already a great blessing for her to marry Draven. Even she herself thought so, so how could she dare to complain?

When Cierra was in the Boyle family, Aleah kept complaining Cierra had stolen her life and robbed the marriage that should have belonged to her. Even if Ernest arranged their marriage, Aleah thought it was Cierra's fault.

Therefore, even if Cierra was unwilling and jealous, she could only suppress it in her heart and did not dare to speak out.

She was afraid someone would scold her after being known by others. "How dare you complain about your grievances? You stole the marriage in the first place. Why should you feel wronged?"

So she didn't dare to express her grievance clearly. Even if she saw that Draven was good to Aleah, she could only swallow her bitterness.

She still remembered that feeling. It was even more bitter than eating a lemon.

At that time, she even felt the pain of Aleah hitting herself was nothing. If possible, she would prefer to let Aleah hit her a few more times than to see Draven go shopping with Aleah every day. But at that time, she didn't dare to say anything and let it be.

Now that she thought about it, she was really stup*d.

However, she would not hate herself in the past. At that time, she had no one to rely on. The only thing she could rely on was the marriage arranged by Ernest Trevino personally.

In fact, she didn't know why she was determined to marry Draven. It might be because she wanted. to break free from the Boyle family. However, anyway, she knew very well she had no choice but to marry him.

At that time, in her mind, she only knew Draven was her only hope in her dark future.

Now, she dared to let go of Draven and bully those who had bullied her because she had her family to back her up. As she grew older, she realized she could live well on her own. She did not have to marry anyone to escape her suffering.

Therefore, there was no need for her to suppress the bitterness in her heart.

After taking a deep breath, Cierra looked at Draven again, and gradually calmed down.

"Now I've said all I want to say. Not only did I state the grievances I have suffered these years, also didn't mean to pretend to be miserable in front of you. I just want to tell you that since we're divorced, don't provoke me again, so as not to make another girl feel wronged."

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She understood that Draven really didn't understand.

After all, he was born into the Trevino family, a rich family. And even his fiancee was prepared for him, Either she or Aleah.

She didn't know whether to say that he had high standards or that he was dedicated. As far as she could remember, Draven had been either studying or working in the Trevino Group. First, he had been with Cierra, and then he had been with Aleah. He had never had any other women.

He had never been exposed to women's jealous behaviors before or he had been dismissive of and uninterested in them. That was to say, his mind was different from normal people's, so it was normal that he didn't understand her.

Just like the front passenger seat, he might think anyone could sit there.

But it was also because of this that she had to make it clear..

Draven seemed to have taken her words to heart. At this moment, he stood still, as if he was digesting what Cierra had said. He no longer surrounded her with a strong attitude like before.

After a long time, Draven lowered his eyes and looked at Cierra seriously.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he said apologetically, "I didn't know you... If I had known you were wronged, I wouldn't have done that."

He would not deliberately have ignored her, nor would he have thought he was just teasing her every time, but in fact, he was belittling her.

Nor would he have sent her abroad...

At that time, Draven only saw her lowering her head and agree to everything. He thought Cierra could bear anything. How could he know that she was actually so aggrieved that she would grit her teeth and cry at night?

If he had known, he would never have done that.

But there were no "ifs" in this world.

Of course, Cierra knew what kind of situation she was in. Those who seemed to be fragile would always be cared about by others, while sensible and capable children could only bear it." Moreover, she was not qualified to cry.

She shook her head. "To be honest, you didn't do anything wrong. You don't need to apologize. Besides, I didn't blame you."

She swallowed the grievance by herself, and this invisible pressure came from the Boyle family, not

Draven.

She had to bear all the suffering only because she didn't have a proper identity at that time. She was living under someone else's roof, not because of Draven.

Even if Draven was in the wrong, he still married Cierra when he clearly liked Aleah. Now it was the

same.

Thinking of this, Cierra took another step back to widen the distance between her and Draven.

"I've made it clear to you. I think you should understand what you don't understand. You're so smart that you can't make the same mistake again, right? Although there's something wrong with my car, someone will pick me up. Even if you don't like Bruno, I can turn to Ryan for help. At the very least, there's Adam. He can make you rest assured. As for you, you should go to the right person, not me."

In short, anyone could send her home, except Draven.

At this point, Cierra didn't intend to talk to him anymore. She had sent a message to William and

asked him to pick her up. Now she planned to go back to her car and wait.

It was also a farce to go back to L'Opera Restaurant, so it was better for her to stay alone.

She smiled at Draven, turned around, opened the door, and got in.

She went in and didn't even look at the man behind her.

The moment the car door closed, Draven took a step forward, as if he wanted to block her way again. However, he suppressed his irritation and walked to the opposite direction.

"She is right. Since I have created a tragedy, how can I make the same mistake again and again?

"I am going to marry Aleah, so I should go to her side." Draven thought.

His rationality told him that was the case, and he agreed with everything Cierra had said. However, there was still a voice in his head shouting crazily, tugging at his nerves, telling him that he should go to Cierra's side.

He couldn't help but lose control.

He felt the same way as when he was forced to learn all kinds of courses that he didn't like and was taken to the company to study all kinds of projects.

He was disgusted, but he had to compromise.

Because once he didn't listen to his father and mother, he would be locked up in that dark room.

At the first time he watched a bl*****dy video there.

At the second time he could only hear the recording of that film.

At the third time, there was nothing but the sound of dripping water, but what was in his mind were those bl****dy scenes where blood dripped from the corpses to the ground.

What happened next was repeated over and over again.

So he learned to compromise. As long as he did his best, there would be no such punishment.

But he still felt disgusted, and wanted to resist.

But now, this kind of emotion appeared again.

He should have listened to Cierra and gone to the hospital to see his future wife instead of her.

At the same time, the struggle between reason and emotion brought endless pain to him.

He had a splitting headache. After taking two more steps forward, he suddenly vomited. He propped himself up against a car and retched. His tall body stag gered!