Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 260

Chapter 260 I Don't Dare

"When it comes to feelings, in the end, you still have to think about it yourself. Others can't explain it clearly."

Cierra had a smile on her face as she raised her eyes and looked at Ryan. Her gaze caused

Ryan to panic.

Cierra said in a cold voice, "Since others can't make it clear when it comes to feelings, I also hope that you won't speak up for Draven. Otherwise, I don't know if I can continue to treat you as a friend." Ryan's expression changed slightly.

Cierra had already seen through his intentions.

Ryan coughed lightly and raised a hand to make an oath. "I promise I won't mention him again."

Cierra shook her head with a casual smile.

"It's not that exaggerated. You can still mention him. But don't talk nonsense in front

of me."

The implication was that Ryan shouldn't say something ambiguous and try to soften

her heart and make her turn back.

Although Cierra was a person who remembered kindness and did not bear grudges and would not always have hatred in her heart, she did not have the hobby of getting together with her ex-husband.. No matter how good Draven was, Cierra was not interested in turning back since they had broken up.

Besides, Draven was not necessarily a good person.

He was just a jerk.

There was some food in the kitchen that Cierra had brought out alone. She had prepared

too many dishes, so she didn't put them on the table in the dining room.

It would be good to give it to Ryan.

"You don't know anyone at the dining table, and my parents and brothers don't like you two very much. It may be awkward for you to go there. Can you eat here?"

Cierra served Ryan food and placed it on a table in the kitchen.

Although it was a little shabby, it was comfortable to enjoy the delicious food here alone. under the sunlight.

Ryan naturally didn't mind. He immediately took a large mouthful of food.

"Sure! Of course. Cierra, I can eat anywhere, not to mention that you made this meal!"

There was no doubt that Cierra was a good cook. Ryan was stunned as soon as he ate a mouth of food. He wished he could put all the dishes into his mouth with one bite. This meal was even more delicious than the dishes cooked by the chefs in L'Opera

Restaurant!

It was late to begin with. Now that Ryan had encountered delicious food, he enjoyed the

food very much.

The only drawback was that some of the dishes had cooled down and were not as delicious as when they had just been made.

But the weather was hot, so it didn't matter.

After a few bites, the food was reduced by half.

Perhaps it was because Cierra had not left yet, so Ryan had to consider his image a little.

After filling his stomach, Ryan looked at Cierra with some embarrassment.

"Cierra, have you eaten yet? Do you want to join me? I think there are quite a lot of

dishes."

Cierra couldn't help but smile. "What do you think?"

How could the daughter of the Barton family not be allowed to eat at the dining table?

In other words, Ryan and Draven were so pitiful that they couldn't even sit at the dining

table. Ryan could eat in the kitchen.

Ryan was even worse than a servant.

However, compared to Draven, Ryan's luck was not bad.

At least he had something to eat. And the scenery here was not bad.

If he really went to the dining table, Cierra was afraid that Ryan wouldn't dare to eat in front of her parents and brothers.

Ryan sighed faintly and began to eat again.

After putting away the food, Cierra was not in a hurry to leave.

She didn't eat much, and she had had enough at the dining table just now. Besides, there was still cake later, so she didn't have to look at Belle and Cherry she didn't like at the dining table. The cake in the oven was just a baked embryo. There was no cream on it, so Cierra wanted to work on it right now.

She was very focused on cooking. No matter what kind of food it was, she ground it little by little.

She didn't learn it from L'Opera Restaurant. She learned it in order to please Ernest

Trevino.

Ernest Trevino liked sweets, but the sweets bought outside were too sweet.

In addition, Ernest Trevino's taste was very picky, and snacks bought from outside were always not to his liking. He felt that it was extravagant to hire a pastry chef to make snacks for him alone, so he refused in the end.

Even though the Trevino Group had become the overlord of New York, Ernest Trevino

was still reluctant to waste a penny in the end.

Cierra was quite talented in food, and at that time, she was also interested in making

snacks.

In addition, at that time, she had been bullied by Aleah all day long. In addition to her fear, the Trevino family had become her safe haven.

She stayed in the Trevino family's bakery room for all day long. And she felt at ease.

After going abroad, Cierra began to think about the delicious food in her hometown, so she began to concentrate on studying the recipes of the L'Opera Restaurant.

After so many years, it was still easy for Cierra to make sweets, and she didn't feel unfamiliar with it.

Decorating the cake was done in one smooth motion, and the pattern on the cake made her very satisfied.

Under the shade of the trees, William was wearing a pair of short-sleeved t-shirt and slippers, which made him look wild, casual, and handsome. On the little figure's shoulder, there was the word "William". Although the painting was not exquisite enough, it had some artistic beauty.

"Very good."

Cierra smiled as she looked at her work.

She didn't write William's age on the cake. After all, William was already in his thirties, so it was a little heart-wrenching if she filled in the age.

Cierra might as well be casual and muddle-headed!

After the cake was ready, Cierra even took a picture and posted it on her social media.

[I made the cake for William myself. Wish him a happy birthday.]

After returning to Los Angeles, Cierra cleared her Instagram.

She deleted all the friends she had added in the Boyle family, leaving only a few decent friends, such as Adam, Yvonne, the employees of L'Opera Restaurant, and Bruno, who was added later.

Moreover, Cierra had completely severed all ties with the Boyle family and returned to the Barton family, so there was no need to conceal anything.

The word William was not strange. Anyone in the circle who had some connections knew who the person behind William was.

After this post, Cierra received two or three likes, as well as Lydia's comment-Happy

birthday, Boss.

Seeing this message, Cierra couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and reply, "It's not like you don't have William's WhatsApp. I advise you to leave a message for him. He'll be happier." Lydia didn't reply to Cierra's Instagram message but sent her a private message.

[Boohoo, I don't dare! After all, the boss is not so kind as you. I don't dare to send him a private message.]

The message was accompanied by all kinds of emojis.

Seeing the emojis of crying and shivering with grievance, people couldn't help laughing.

Cierra couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

She felt that it was reasonable and understandable that William's character would make

his admirers not dare to say anything.

After all, once William became serious, Cierra would feel a little scared.

But William...

What was there to be afraid of? He was just like Ryan, so there was no need to be afraid.