Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 263

Chapter 263 Make a Mistake

"Your apology is dispensable to her."

"If you don't show up in front of her, she will live a better life."

Every word was like a knife stabbing into Draven's heart, cutting out his blood.

Draven didn't respond to Ryan's words and watched as Ryan placed the food on the table.

There was a piece of cake on the top layer. The cake embryo was bare, and it didn't look so exquisite when placed on the ceramic plate. However, as soon as Draven picked it up, he smelled a faint sweetness There was food below, which was almost the same as what Ryan had eaten in the kitchen. However, it was not hot, which was even worse than what Ryan had eaten.

With Draven's current appearance, he looked even more pitiful and lonely.

Ryan helped him arrange the food and patted Draven on the shoulder.

"Let it go. Anyway, you've been beaten up today, which can be regarded as an apology to Cierra. That's why you came to Los Angeles. Now that you've apologized and seen her, let's go back." Although Ryan knew that this was not what Draven was thinking, he insisted on saying it, so Ryan naturally went along with him.

Apologize? Heh...

Draven was just lying to himself.

Of course, it was hard to say whether Draven himself believed it.

Only people involved in it could understand the feelings when it came to relationships.

It was not convenient for Ryan to say more.

As an outsider, Ryan had done his best to help.

Draven didn't respond.

He kent silent, and no one could tell what he was thinking.

However, it was clear that he was unwilling to leave just like that.

It was hard to satisfy people's heart.

Before Draven came here, he said that he would apologize and would be satisfied as long as he could see Cierra. But when he really saw her, he was not willing to leave like this.

Draven didn't answer Ryan's question. He went to get the cake in silence and didn't eat the food that was already a little cold.

And just as Ryan thought.

Ryan wondered what Draven was thinking all day long.

Other men disliked eating sweets. They felt that sweets were food for girls.

On the contrary, Draven would buy a cake every time he passed by a cake shop.

Sometimes it was mousse, sometimes it was a layer cake, sometimes it was tiramisu...

Draven probably wanted to try all the desserts.

But now, even though Draven was starving, the first thing he wanted to eat was not the dishes but the most primitive cake.

Although the cake was all made by Cierra herself, Ryan still felt sorry for those dishes.

Draven didn't know how to appreciate favors.

Not only did Ryan complain about Draven in his heart, but he also deliberately clicked his tongue to express his dissatisfaction. Unfortunately, Draven turned a deaf ear to it.

Draven moved the cake in front of himself and carefully scooped it up with a spoon. His

movements could even be considered pious.

He was not in a hurry to eat, and his weak and hoarse voice slowly overflowed.

"Today is her brother's birthday?"

If Draven hadn't heard wrongly before he fainted, they seemed to be talking about the birthday.

Ryan casually replied, "Yes, it's Ms. Barton' birthday, the one who beat you up."

Ryan deliberately searched for the post that Cierra had posted on Instagram and clicked on the photo that looked like a work of art in an attempt to make Draven give up

completely.

It was a very casual painting, but it showed a unique style, as if it was an interpretation

of William.

Draven stopped what he was doing and stared at the photo with a gloomy look.

Although they were just the patterns on the cake, the drawing style was very familiar to

Draven.

In the two years when Draven had been in charge of the Trevino Group, it was this kind. of design draft that had helped him.

The perfect design of the jewelry department doubled the income of that season, and later every design was amazing.

Although Sylvia's designs were few, they were all eye-catching.

Almost every season's hit was designed by her.

This was also the reason why Draven was willing to take the initiative to discuss with

someone when the contract expired.

However, it seemed that Draven had been heading in the wrong direction from the very beginning.

It turned out that even when Draven took over the company and was in his most

difficult time, Cierra was the one who had accompanied him through the difficulties.

As Draven stared at the patterns, which were comparable to art, a lot of thoughts. flashed through his mind.

He didn't dare to think too much about it.

He looked away in anger, lowered his head, and began to eat the food in front of him.

But he stopped again with a bite.

The taste was different from what he had eaten in the cake shop before, and it was even different from what Aleah had made. However, it overlapped with the taste in his memory that he could not forget for a long time.

It was so familiar that Draven felt as if he had returned to the past.

What kind of taste was that?

It was his birthday, but no one cared about him.

On the contrary, Draven was scolded because he didn't get Sue Skinner's request for an

exam.

Probably because he was young at that time and it was his birthday, Draven talked back to Sue Skinner in disgust. Like a crazy little beast, Draven roared at her to express his dissatisfaction.

Draven thought at that time. "Why can other children get praise when they don't the first place in the exam? Why should I be scolded even if I get the first place in every subject?

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"Why can other children receive a lot of gifts on their birthdays, but I have nothing and should be beaten up?

"Why are the requirements for me different from others since I was a child?

"Why?"

As expected, Draven was locked up in that room by Sue.

What was accompanying him was the sound of water dripping from an unknown source.

It was as if the blood of an animal was flowing out from its pulse and falling to the ground, creating a splash.

No one cared about him. He could only wait quietly for the darkness and death.

It was unknown how long Draven had been locked up. He only knew that he was very scared and didn't want to stay in that dark room.

He was still very hungry and thirsty.

But he had nothing.

Unless Draven submitted to his mother, apologized to her, and promised her that he would do it best next time.

Finally, when he couldn't hold on any longer, he was released.

What was waiting for him was a cold dinner.

There was also a small cake.

It was very sweet. In his hungry and bitter mouth, it was more delicious than any other food in the world.

It was also a gift that Draven had always kept in mind.

Draven didn't know who left him the cake, so he asked the servants to look for the

person the next day.

Aleah said she had made it for him. She gave him her birthday wishes with a smile and asked him if the cake was delicious. She also told him many details on the cake.

So Draven believed it and silently told himself in his heart that he would protect this

girl well in the future.

But later, he never tasted it again.

Until today, it turned out that Cierra was the one who gave him the cake.

Aleah's lie was really disgusting.

The only sweetness he thought in his life was his mistake.