Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 97

Chapter 97 Stolen Life

Draven took a step back to put some distance between him and Aleah.

He lowered his eyes, which were as dark as a deep pool.

"You always said that it was because of your illness. When Cierra married me, you committed suicide because of your illness, so I sent her abroad. When she came back, you hired a bas*ard to insult her, and you said it was because of your condition, again! And last time, about the surveillance video, you begged for forgiveness with your illness."

Aleah never changed!

"Just because you're sick, everyone around you has to listen to you and bear what they shouldn't bear?"

Everything that had happened came out of Draven's mouth, which made Aleah's face turn pale.

It could be anyone else to blame her, but why did it have to be Draven?

"He must be very disappointed in me. Would I still be able to marry into the Trevino family?" She thought.

Aleah's heart was filled with worry, and her hatred for Cierra grew even stronger!

It had been so many years. Why did she come here to talk about these things?

"It was Cierra who had occupied my identity and taken away my life. She deserved it. What right did she have to show off her misery?"

"I was the most pitiful one. Why was everyone criticizing me now?" Aleah thought.

But now was not the time to question Cierra. Aleah just wanted to try her best to restore her impression in Draven's heart.

"But Draven, I really couldn't control myself. I don't know what happened to me at that time. You've read my diagnosis. And so many years have passed..."

"Yes, so many years have passed."

Draven interrupted her coldly, his eyes full of disappointment and sarcasm.

"So many years passed, now you can pretend that nothing has happened?"

He looked at the crying woman in front of him. She still seemed pure and innocent, but he could no longer see her as the same person as the little girl who used to secretly bring him cakes. Was it just because of his three-year marriage with Cierra that made her end up

like this?

But now the evidence shows that she had been a person who took pleasure in punishing others a

long time ago.

He could even guess what Aleah was going to say. "It had been so many years, why were they still caring about it and bringing up the past?"

However, time did not erase the scars on Cierra's body. Why couldn't she pursue the justice?

Even if the scars were cured, could she just pretend that nothing had happened?

It was Aleah's miscalculation. She didn't expect that there were still scars on Cierra's body,

Perhaps Aleah had thought about it before. Merely, she had not expected Cierra to be so bold as to take off her clothes in front of so many people.

And this perhaps was the truth.

Aleah didn't think that she was wrong. She looked at Cierra with tears in her eyes and suddenly became hysterical.

"You're very proud now, aren't you? You destroyed me in front of everyone. Are you happy now?"

Cierra stood still.

She looked at the crazy woman in front of her in silence, feeling pitiful for her.

As the old saying goes, the utterly detestable people may have their sufferings..

Cierra sighed slightly and said, "In the past, I only thought that you just pretended to be in bipolar disorder. I thought you got the diagnosis to pretend to be pitiful. Now it seems that you are really a

psy cho."

"Aleah, it's not me who ruined you, it's you."

However, Aleah smiled.

Since things had come to this point, what else could she care about?

What was there for her to be afraid of when even Draven was criticizing her?

She said to Cierra ferociously, "Stop pretending to be a victim. I'm the victim! If you hadn't stolen

my life, would you have had the chance to meet Mr. Ernest? You even stole my marriage with Draven. You're a thief, a thief who stole my life. What right do you have to preach at me?" Cierra suddenly lost her voice.

It had always been a thorn in her heart that the Boyle family had wrongly raised her. She could say all the other grievances, but she could not refute this matter.

Her thin figure under the suit trembled slightly, which was noticed by Coby next to her.

Coby suddenly reached out, put his long arm around her back, and patted her gently.

He raised his eyes and looked into Aleah's eyes, who was in a state of emotional breakdown. His

tone was cold.

"Ms. Boyle, please think before you speak. If you haven't been educated, you can go back and study again to understand what stealing means. It's stealing if she deliberately changes the identity with you to be the daughter of a rich family."

"But the truth is that Cierra was accidentally lost and was carried by the Boyle family. If she did not be taken away by the Boyle family, she would have been the youngest and only daughter in my family. Not only me, but the other brothers will love and care for her. She will have the love of her biological parents, uncles and aunts, and the company of her friends of the same age.

"She can learn all the things that she's interested in, and she can travel all over the world. She would not be treated as a ser vant by the Boyle family and become your ser vant who can be punished and suppressed at will, nor can she be used by your family to gain fame and please the elders of the Trevino family!"

"Your family couldn't take good care of your own daughter and lost her as soon as she was born. Instead of self-examination, you put all the blame on Cierra. You are bullying her because she used to have no one to rely on. You really think that she can be manipulated by you, don't you?"

Coby's sharp words etched on everyone's hearts.

Furthermore, what he said was reasonable. The Boyle family's daughter has been left out and she was indeed pitiful. However, what right did she have to blame Cierra for stealing her life?

If it wasn't an accident, who would be willing to live the wrong life?

If Aleah was the precious daughter of the Boyle family, wasn't Cierra the apple of her parents' eye?

How could the Boyle family humiliate Cierra like this just because they raised her?

They just abused Cierra because she had no one to rely on.

However, Aleah didn't care about it. She only knew that she had suffered a lot over the years. "So what? It can't be denied that she took my life. Besides, you said that my parents lost me accidentally and it was their fault. Isn't your family careless to lose Cierra too? She deserves it. She deserves it!"

This kind of sophistry really made Coby laugh with anger.

It wasn't just Coby, the surrounding onlookers couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh as well, and their gazes towards Cierra carried a bit more sympathy.

At first, they were a little suspicious of who had left the scars on Cierra's body, but now they were

sure that it was Aleah!

In the midst of the crowd's sighs, some inappropriate soft tut-tuts were heard.

Looked for the sound, they could only see a sneer on William's face.

"I thought that the word 'steal' had already revealed the ignorance of Ms. Boyle, but now it seems that this is not the most horrible thing. The most horrible thing is Ms. Boyle's thought. You really need to ask for medical assistance."

As he spoke, he knocked himself on the head, full of sarcasm.

Obviously, he was sure that there was something wrong with Aleah's brain.

His tone made the atmosphere at the scene much more relaxed, but it also made Aleah full of

hatred.

She glared fiercely at Cierra, her entire body trembling with anger.

All of a sudden, she rushed towards Cierra madly, holding a knife in her hand,

The crowd were all startled by the sudden appearance of the knife.