Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 65

Chapter 65 Being Trapped in the Elevator and Fainting

Draven probably didn't expect Cierra to say that. He frowned and tilted his head to look at her.

She wore her sunglasses on her head, revealing her delicate little face. Her red lips made her skin look even fairer. She was so charming when she looked at him with her smiling eyes. Draven held his breath and didn't know what to say. He was afraid that he would disturb the beautiful picture.

However, Cierra refused to keep quiet.

She elbowed the man next to her and broke the ice.

"Hey, I'm talking to you. Why do you keep quiet? You said that if I beg you, you can get a divorce. You can't go back on your word."

Draven looked away irritably and compressed his thin lips, ignoring her.

Cierra didn't give up. She raised her hand to look at the time and started calculating.

"The staff should still be eating now. Let's have a meal first and then come back to get a divorce. What do you think?"

She continued to pull him.

Draven pulled back his sleeve impatiently and said, "I'm busy."

"How could that be? It's Sunday and you don't have to work...”

Suddenly, Cierra thought of something and stopped talking. She looked so disappointed. "I forget they don't work on weekends. We can't divorce today even if you're free." Draven was so frustrated, but he could do nothing but listen to Cierra muttering to herself.

She sighed heavily and said, "If I had known earlier, I would have asked you out for lunch on weekdays. So that you have time and the staff is on the job. Why didn't I think of that before? I made a mistake..."

Draven couldn't stand it anymore. "That's enough, Cierra. How can you not only use someone else's identity but also use it to do other things? When did you become like this?"

His angry voice brought Cierra back to her senses.

Talking about using someone else's identity, Cierra felt it was hard to explain and the man would definitely not believe her. So she just took the blame.

"Maybe you have never known me well. What kind of person do you think I am?”

She turned up the corners of her lips and looked straight at him, taking a step closer to him.

"Do you think I am the one who could only lower my head and didn't dare to look at people or the one who couldn't take iny eyes off you and only showed a silly smile every time I saw you?” From the very beginning, he had been frowning. When he heard her words, he frowned even more.

"I've never thought about it."

He said seriously and did not want to argue with her at this moment.

"I see," Cierra's smile grew even wider.

She believed Draven's words.

It wasn't that she knew him very well, but she knew that the noble Mr. Trevino disdained to think

about it.

However, in the eyes of many people, Cierra was such a person.

The Boyle family, in particular, felt that she was a poor wretch who was fostered in the Boyle family and knew nothing but coveted Aleah's fiance. Seeing her smile, he thought that she just wrapped herself up as a hedgehog because of what had happened in the past, so he tried to soften his tone. "Cierra, you don't have to care too much about other people's opinions. You used to be very nice, and now you have a family. It's not what they say.....

He couldn't say those dirty words, nor was he willing to apply them to Cierra.

"I used to be very nice?"

Cierra grasped the key point and asked him with a smile.

Her straightforward gaze made Draven stunned for a moment. His fingers curled up slightly and

said. "Yes."

Cierra smiled even more happily. "Then, could it be that your impression of me was when you called me cutie wife?"

Before she could finish his sentence, Draven's face darkened and he subconsciously pushed her

away.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Cierra, you..."

"What?"

Cierra was not angry when Draven pushed her away. After stabilizing herself, she still smiled.

Looking at his angry face, she widened her eyes slightly as if she had found something amazing. "Mr. Trevino, your ears are so red. Why are you shy after telling the truth? It's you who call me

cutie wife."

"Shut up!"

Draven interrupted her grumpily.

Cierra deliberately continued, "What's wrong with me? Now that you have a lover, you can say that what you once said is childlike. I can understand you but you refuse to divorce. Can't I tease you?" "Divorce, divorce again. "Draven thought.

Draven was so annoyed at her words and he really didn't want to stay with her any longer!

He looked down and found that no one called the elevator at all. No wonder she had been talking for

so long.

Cierra was also surprised. Seeing him press the elevator button, she clicked his tongue, "So neither of us called the elevator. No wonder I stayed with you for so long.'

Draven glanced sideways at her and sneered, "Don't you want to stay with me?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Cierra snorted. After feeling the elevator going down, she stopped talking and distanced herself

from him.

If she had known that he didn't believe her at all, she wouldn't have come.

As soon as she moved to the side, the elevator suddenly shook and descended rapidly with all the lights turned off!

"Draven?"

Cierra was frightened and she subconsciously looked for Draven.

"I'm here."

She slowly calmed down with the man's warm palm holding her wrist.

Then, the elevator stopped, but it was still dark, and the door could not be opened.

Cierra anxiously pressed the emergency call button, but it didn't work.

"Is your phone still working?"

Behind her, Draven sounded calm, and his voice did not fluctuate much.

He took out his mobile phone, but there was no signal. He couldn't even call an emergency number.

Hearing this, Cierra took out her phone from her bag and could only frown when she found her phone didn't work either.

"It seems that God wants you to stay with me, an annoying person. You don't have any other choice."

Draven chuckled and closed his eyes wearily.

Cierra turned around to look at him. After making sure that there was no way out for the time being, she could only calm herself down.

She said faintly, "Maybe I shouldn't have said so much to you. It's karma."

Without saying a word, Draven maintained the same posture after the elevator stopped.

It wasn't appropriate for Cierra to keep talking. There was no signal on her phone, so it was useless to take it out. She was annoyed with the phone so she put it in her bag and wait for the people outside to come and rescue them.

However, they had waited for such a long time and it was inevitable that she would be bored. Besides, she was still wearing high heels, and her feet hurt a lot.

"Draven, can you talk to me?"

Cierra tried to divert her attention to ease the pain in her feet.

However, the man beside her ignored her. Being trapped in the darkness made her feel wronged. "Hey, there's no big grudge between us. Let's talk for a while. We can talk about something other

than divorce."

She tilted her head and looked to the side. Her eyes suddenly widened when the tall figure beside her smashed straight at her and pressed on her.

Cierra also realized that something wasn't right and supported him with all her strength.

"Draven, what's wrong?"