Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 401 Goodbye

Those gossiping people didn't know that it was the reality that he wanted to survive.

After enduring the humiliation under the control of his father and gradually replacing him, no one knew the hardship he had suffered. In the end, others said he became an ungrateful and ruthless person. How laughable! How innocent!

She didn't think that a person's means were terrible. As long as his means were not used on innocent people, what was wrong with protecting himself?

What was the difference between those words and those that didn't know the truth and those that attacked Lydia?

Thinking of that, Cierra even felt a bit dissatisfied with Ryan.

"Ryan, I don't want to argue with you because of our friendship, but can you stop being so childish? It's true that Bruno's actions in the past were a little controversial, but it's not your turn to argue about it. Who do you think gave you a stable life as the second young master of the West family? Do you think you earned it step by step by yourself?"

Ryan was instantly enraged. "Cierra, you..."

He almost cursed out loud. When he met Cierra's dark eyes, he gritted his teeth and calmed down in the end.

In fact, when he thought about it, her words did make sense.

Although he grew up in the Cambre family, Bruno had been responsible for his follow-up expenses abroad. He had been drinking and playing outside when outsiders thought he was a member of the West family.

Although he wanted to ruin the West family's reputation, he had to admit that there were still

people in the circle who were willing to tolerate him for the sake of the West family.

He just couldn't accept it. Why did Bruno leave him so easily? He didn't even care about Mr. Chester's illness and just left.

Bruno didn't care about Ryan, didn't care about his family who really took care of him.

Even if there was a reason, was there anything more important than one's life?

Like a little beast that refused to be defeated, Ryan refused to leave. He stubbornly and silently stood in a deadlock with Bruno and Cierra.

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The deadlock was still broken by Bruno. He protected Cierra and pulled her into his embrace. In a gentle voice, he advised, "You've just landed. Go and eat something first. Put aside other unimportant things for the time being, okay?"

To Bruno, he had been bearing those insults for a very long time and was accustomed to them.

In his opinion, discussing with others was the most useless thing.

As long as he was capable enough and really did something to replace his father, no one would dare to say anything in front of him.

By the way, he didn't think that person was his father.

That person killed Bruno's mother, Bruno had just sent him to prison and waited for his death sentence.

Bruno didn't do anything else.

However, because of his identity, Bruno was cursed by others. In addition, he did not handle the matter of the Cambre family well, so it was inevitable that there would be some controversy. Bruno didn't want to defend himself. He was constantly reminding himself to think about more in the future.

But Bruno didn't expect that Cici would defend him.

Moreover... this feeling seemed to be good.

But Bruno didn't want her to think about him like this.

He should protect Cici.

Hearing this, Cierra retracted her gaze from Ryan and left with Bruno.

Behind him, Ryan was furious.

"Fuck, what does she mean by that? We haven't seen each other for less than two months, and she's already protecting Bruno? Draven, to protect her, your face..." "Let's go."

Before Ryan's anger could end, he was interrupted by Draven.

Draven didn't say anything else. After interrupting Ryan, he left directly, as if he hadn't heard the farce at all.

Ryan was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses and hurriedly caught up with him. "Draven, are we leaving just like that?"

Draven didn't even look at Ryan. "Then what else do you want to do?"

Draven's voice was slow, and his face was as calm as ever.

But for no reason, there was a hint of loneliness in his voice.

What else did he want to do?

What else could he do?

He deserved it. Now that the person he liked had been with someone else, he was no longer qualified to comment on it.

Draven opened the door and got into the driver's seat. Then he glanced sideways at Ryan and asked, "Are you going back by yourself?"

Ryan pursed his lips and reluctantly sat in the passenger seat. He was still dissatisfied. "I'm not speaking up for you. Considering what you've done in the past, it's only right that Cici doesn't turn back, but she and Bruno..."

"Bruno is very good."

Instead of listening to Ryan's complaints, Draven recalled the scene when he bumped into them.

In fact, Draven had seen them a long time ago. When he passed through the corridor of the L'Opera Restaurant, he saw Bruno holding an umbrella to shield Cici from the raindrops. They were a perfect match. It was none of his business.

Without him, Cici obviously lived a better life-there were relatives who loved her and those who liked her, and she responded to them with the same feelings.

Seeing that Cici was living a good life, what else could Draven be dissatisfied with?

As for Draven, he might just be a little unwilling to give up.

Thinking back to many years ago, when he suddenly appeared behind Cici, she would also be pleasantly surprised.

Draven didn't want it by himself.

He himself...

The rain was getting heavier, and Draven's vision seemed to be obscured by the fog outside, so he couldn't see the road ahead clearly.

At a moment, Draven seemed to be lost in thought. He saw a graceful figure in front of him. She was turning around under the tree in spring, talking and laughing.

Draven didn't even see it clearly before the figure transformed into a ball of mist and vanished completely.

As soon as Draven stepped on the brakes, the car suddenly stopped in the middle of the road. He was still in a trance and couldn't wake up.

When the car suddenly stopped, Ryan stopped muttering.

Ryan was shocked. He glanced at Draven whose face was pale.

"Draven... are you all right?"

Fortunately, L'Opera Restaurant was built in the suburbs. Usually, there were not many people coming to this place. Otherwise, something bad would have happened if they drove like this.

It took Draven a while to come to his senses.

He looked down at the back of his hand, which was bulging with blue veins, but the beautiful figure in his mind was still lingering.

Really? Was he willing to see Cici marry others?

Really?

"I'll drive. Go to the back seat and have a rest."

Ryan didn't ask him about the situation. He had already gotten out of the passenger seat and replaced Draven in the driver's seat.

For safety's sake, Draven didn't refuse and got out of the car.

the mess After coming back from Los Angeles, he didn't have a good rest at all. He had to clean up left by Patrick and add dirt to Aleah's grave. In addition, he was forced to work overtime without recovering from his injury. It wasn't easy for him to hold on until now.

Draven leaned against the backseat with his eyelids drooping. He weakly said, "Send me to Doctor Ann."

Ever since Draven found that he had a mental illness, he had hired a psychologist. Over the years, he had visited regularly, and his emotions had been under control.

However, now that Draven had returned from Los Angeles, it seemed that no matter how hard he tried to cooperate with the treatment, it was useless.

Draven could even dream of her every time even he fell asleep by taking medicine.

He was even willing to indulge in it.