Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 264

Chapter 264 Slow down?

Suddenly, Draven began to cough painfully. It was as if there were needles pricking his heart over and over again,

His eyes were red, and the place where he had been beaten was also in pain because of

coughing.

But it was not as painful as his heart.

It was as if someone was cutting with a knife or using a needle.

The pain was dense and lingering. He couldn't get rid of it. He even felt pain when thinking about it.

Ryan was frightened by Draven's appearance and did not dare to continue playing with his phone. He quickly got up from his chair to check on Draven.

"Draven, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? I will send you to the hospital

first."

Draven propped his forehead and laughed maniacally with reddened eyes.

He avoided Ryan's movements as if he were possessed.

Ryan was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. He could only say, "If Cierra doesn't want to see you, let her be. You don't have to do this. Are you really fine? Your health is still important. No matter what, let's go to the hospital if you don't feel well. Is that okay?"

Ryan's words were a little incoherent, just like what he was doing at the moment.

He didn't know what to do at this time. After all, Draven was in front of him and it was

quite scary.

Draven's smile was uglier than crying, and he didn't want to talk about it.

Ryan even wondered if it was because of Draven's mental illness. Draven had forgotten to bring medicine with him in the past two days.

Just as Ryan was at a loss, Draven finally stopped his madness and closed his eyes to return to silence.

Ryan did not move either.

After a while, Draven opened his eyes again.

The corners of his eyes were still red, as if tears were flowing down.

His eyes were deep. There was not much emotion, but now there was a hint of

inscrutable depth in his eyes.

It was as if he had been thoroughly enlightened after death.

"Let's go."

Draven got up from the chair.

No one knew what he was thinking about in the past ten minutes.

Ryan couldn't see through Draven and felt that there was something wrong with his

brain.

He pointed at the food on the table and scolded, "You're not eating anymore?"

The dishes were not a big deal because they had been touched at all. Even if the people of the Barton family disliked it and poured it, they wouldn't blame it on him. After all, it wasn't Draven's fault of wasting it.

It would be better if they didn't mind.

But Draven had already taken a bite of the cake. It was not good to throw it away like

this.

Ryan complained in his heart. At the same time, he remembered that Draven seemed to have gone crazy because of the cake and wondered if there was something wrong with

the cake.

But it couldn't be.

Ryan had also eaten some, which was more than a spoonful that Draven had dug out.

While Ryan was thinking, he picked up the spoon on the table and wanted to have a

taste.

However, as soon as Ryan picked up the silver spoon, he was interrupted by Draven. "Who allowed you to touch it?"

Get B

Like an animal protecting its food, Draven suddenly bared his fangs and brandished his claws as he spoke sternly to Ryan.

Ryan was shocked and explained, "I just saw that something was wrong with you. I guess it's because of the cake. So I want to see if there is something different from what I ate. You don't have to do that." It might not have been like this in the past, but it was different now.

Looking at the food on the table, Draven pursed his thin lips.

He was so ashamed that he wanted to leave just like that just now. Now he calmed down. a little. He sat down at the table again, picked up the tableware, and ate the food bit by

bit.

From the cold dishes to the cake that he had taken a bite of, it was obvious that he was full but he still wanted to eat all of them.

Ryan wanted to say something to stop him from eating desperately, but after thinking about Draven's current state, he still remained silent.

Anyway, Draven wouldn't die even if he ate too much.

Ryan watched as Draven finished the food one by one.

When Ryan was about to send a message to Cierra, someone knocked on the door.

"Are you Mr. Trevino and Mr. West? Ms. Barton asked me to come and invite you to leave. I don't know if you have finished eating or you still need some rest."

Mrs. Taylor's attitude was not bad, but her tone was respectful. It was obvious that she was completing a task.

Ryan put away his phone and glanced silently at Draven.

Ryan didn't say anything, and the expression on his face was obvious. 'It is not that I don't want to call Cierra, but that she doesn't want to come. She has asked the servant to drive us away. Don't be ungrateful."

It was rare for Draven to be so cooperative.

He got up from the chair, cleaned up the food box on the table, and wiped the table with

a tissue.

After cleaning up, he got up and walked to Mrs. Taylor with the food box in his hand. His tone was very kind.

"Sorry for disturbing you today. Please convey my apology to Ms. Barton."

Mrs. Taylor took the food box and looked at Draven carefully with her turbid eyes. She couldn't hide the disgust in her eyes.

She knew about Cierra's situation. Thus, she had a lot of opinions regarding Cierra's

ex-husband.

Especially when Mrs. Taylor found out that Draven and Ryan were brought in by Belle and her daughter, she despised them even more.

After all, birds of a feather flock together. Those who got together with the mother and daughter could not be good guys.

But when she looked at Draven now, she didn't expect him to be so open and frank. He even had a good-looking face. He didn't look like an immoral person at all. Because of this, the disgust in Mrs. Taylor's eyes grew even stronger. She thought. "He

is really good at pretending.

"No wonder Cierra used to be so devoted to him. I didn't expect him to be such a scumbag. He's so smart!

"I can't let him stay at home any longer. I have to drive him away as soon as possible."

Thinking of this, Mrs. Taylor didn't want to send the food box back to the kitchen first, so she directly led the way for them.

"Let's go. The old house is large. Please follow me so that you won't get lost in our

house."

Without looking at them, Mrs. Taylor went straight ahead.

"Thank you."

Draven knew that he was not well-liked, so he didn't say anything more and didn't mind Mrs. Taylor's rudeness. After thanking her, Draven followed her.

The two men had long legs. Even if Mrs. Taylor walked fast, they could easily keep up

with her.

On the other hand, Mrs. Taylor's breathing was a little rapid because she wanted to drive them away as soon as possible.

Ryan couldn't help saying, "Well... Auntie, in fact, you can slow down. We won't harass Cierra anymore. We will take the initiative to leave. We won't cause you any trouble, so you don't have to walk so quickly."

Draven was silent, but he didn't stop. Obviously, he agreed with Ryan's words.

He would no longer harass Cierra and he would take the initiative to leave.

He didn't deserve it, so he had to leave.

Draven could even understand Mrs. Taylor's feelings. She just wanted to take him away as soon as possible.

Mrs. Taylor looked back at them and snorted softly without saying anything.

Even though she didn't say anything, this soft snort was sufficient to express her

intentions. "Who knows what your intentions are? If I don't chase you out right now, what if you end up playing a trick on me again?

"Slow down?

"That won't do!"