Divorced but Delighted

Chapter 54

Chapter 54 Why Are You Crying?

As the blood test report was quietly released, it set off a storm of public opinion on the Internet.

Coby was a top–notch actor, and as soon as the post was sent out, news directly ranked first on the list.

Not only that, but the others involved in this marriage were also on the trending list.

However, Cierra had no idea about all of this.

After leaving the room, she went straight to Draven’s private room.

What right did this damned man have to post the surveillance footage of her and Coby on the Internet?

She had never exposed the affair between him and Aleah on the Internet. Even if he cheated on her, he should be the

one to bear it. How could he hurt her first?

She had even found an excuse for him last night!

Now that she thought about it, she was really stupid to believe that he was the same person as she remembered.

It hadn’t been for a long time!

The boy she liked… had died a long time ago.

“Hey, isn’t this a fake daughter who cheated on her husband and was driven out of the Boyle family? A sparrow flies

into a secured cage, but it can’t become a phoenix!”

Halfway there, she was suddenly stopped by someone.

She looked down and saw the waiter who had served her two wrong dishes.

She didn’t do anything else but just stood at the door of his private room. It could be imagined what her purpose was.

“Get out of the way.”

Cierra didn’t want to be entangled with her.

L’Opera Restaurant did not belong to her, and the recruitment was not in her charge. She was a chef here. Except for her fellow apprentices in the kitchen, she did not want to deal with too many people.

This woman only thought that she was an unknown assistant chef with a very high profile.

“You want me to get out of the way? Who do you think you are? You’re just helping chef with two dishes. Do you really think you’re somebody? Let me tell you, Mr. Trevino and Ms. Boyle are still eating inside. Don’t disturb them,

understand?”

Cierra took a step back.

The woman glanced at her contemptuously with a look.

She didn’t barge in but looked at her and sneered, “Anyway, I’m Draven’s legal wife, and he hasn’t divorced me yet. Even if I’m a bumpkin, you have to call me Mrs. Trevino. Who do you think you are to stop me from seeing my

husband?”

“What can you do if I don’t let you in?”

Perhaps the words “Mrs. Trevino” bothered her mind.

After all, they all worked in the restaurant and served others, but their status was completely different.

“You cheated on Mr. Trevino. Does Mr. Trevino recognize your identity? I’m afraid he will…”

“When he come out later, he’ll kick you off and marry Ms. Boyle! At that time, they’ll be a perfect match! Even your…”

Cierra’s cold gaze swept over her, scaring her so much that she stopped talking and shrank her neck timidly.

Perhaps because she also felt that her subconscious actions just now were too embarrassing, the woman regained her

balance and glared at Cierra.

“What are you glaring at? Did I say something wrong? Isn’t having an affair and having a lover?”

“That’s right. Of course, Mr. Trevino and Aleah are street rats.”

Cierra suddenly raised his eyes and looked away from the woman, staring straight ahead.

Coincidentally, the two of them just so happened to be walking out from the building.

If nothing unexpected happened, the conversation just now should have been heard by them.

Otherwise, the expressions would not have been seen.

“Who are you calling a mistress? Who’s having an affair?”

Aleah spoke angrily, but his voice was extremely soft, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Cierra didn’t look at her. Instead, he looked into his dismal eyes and said, “I’m not in a hurry.”

“You!”

Aleah stamped her feet and looked at him with tearing eyes.

“You know that we have nothing to do with each other during the three years of your marriage. I said that I would wait for you to divorce her… and I even got out of the car when you asked me to last night, but my sister went too

far!”

She didn’t mention anything about Coby and Cierra. After all, she hadn’t read the news at this time, so she knew

nothing.

All she needed to do was pretend to be pitiful.

In fact, the man also liked it.

As he stared at her, he couldn’t get rid of the scene of her hugging the man last night, which made him furious.

“Apologize.”

His voice was full of anger.

Cierra tilted head and revealed a smile at his angry expression.

“Mr. Trevino, do you want me to apologize to Miss Johnson? Or to that lady? Or to apologize to you? There are too

many people scolding you, and you have too many confidantes. I can’t tell.”

She deliberately imitated Aleah’s delicate tone to disgust him.

“What do you think?” He became even angrier.

He had many confidantes?

More men than she knew?

He didn’t even know that lady!

“I don’t know.” She played dumb.

“Cierra…”

He couldn’t help interrupting her. “Erica has made it very clear just now that she has never crossed the line in the past

three years.”

“You called her a mistress at the door of the private room. Shouldn’t you apologize for what you did?”

“Of course, if you did something wrong, you should apologize.”

Cierra smiled and nodded.

Suddenly, she raised her hand and slapped him hard in the face! Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

The angry question came along with it. “You should apologize for calling someone a mistress, but what right do you

have to say this to me? It should be you who should apologize! Even if I was wrong, I was forced by you!”

This slap was effortless. Her hands were a little numb, and they were still trembling after hanging down.

Her eyes were red as she stared at him, who had his head tilted.

She still couldn’t help crying. This slap seemed to completely break out the emotions she had accumulated in the past

three years.

She felt sorry for herself.

It was not worth it for him to fall in love with her back then, and it was not worth it for her to choose the wrong

person.

She had an affair, and Sean was a mistress…

Then what was he and Johnson like?

So what if she had been abroad for three years?

If she was not lucky enough and really died abroad, what will she be?

If she died, he and Johnson would have a happy marriage. She deserved it!

“Draven, you disgust me!”

After saying that, he didn’t intend to ask about the surveillance video on the Internet anymore. He turned around and

left.

As soon as she turned around, her wrist was grabbed by the man.

“Cierra, make it clear…”

When he saw the tears on her face, he suddenly stopped talking.

Her eyes were tearing.

Just now, he tilted his head and ignored it. At this moment, he was facing the scene of the broken beauty. He was

speechless for a moment.

She was the one who hit him first, but she felt wronged.

However, he cared about her.

She loosened her grip a little, and even her angry questioning turned into a helpless coaxing.

“Why are you crying?”