Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Chapter 42 Why You Want to Assassinate Me? “There is no comparison between these two.” Draven frowned.

“Why is there no comparison? Just because Mr. Barton is a man, and Aleah is a woman? Now, men and women are equal, Mr. Trevino.” Cierra sat up straight and fastened her seatbelt.

“And just now, you told Mr. Bernard—Barton that a man could also be a home wrecker. In fact, | have always wanted to ask you a question. To you, Aleah and |, who is the mistress?” When she finished speaking, the car suddenly fell into silence.

Other than the sound of the car driving, there was only the shallow breathing of the two people.

Cierra did not expect Draven to give an answer.

She laughed at herself, “There is a very common saying on the Internet. The one who is not loved is the real mistress.

Even if you don't say it, | know it in my heart. Now | also understand that love cannot be forced...” She paused and looked at Draven. Her tone and expression were very serious.

“So Mr. Trevino, | have already let it go. Can't you just let me go?” Draven looked ahead and pursed his thin lips tightly.

The speed of the car was obviously steady, but it felt like he was driving at a high speed.

After a long time, Draven said with suppressed anger.

“When you returned this time, did you prepare for a divorce? You lied to me that night at Stream Villa.” It was something he already knew, but he had to ask.

Even his tone was a statement, not a question.

Cierra’s expression was indifferent. “I was prepared to divorce a long time ago. Don't tell me you didn’t. Why do you use this tone of being dumped by me? If you feel that | have wronged you, | can apologize to you.” She admitted it. And her indifferent attitude made Draven feel like he was punching a ball of cotton.

But did she say anything wrong? He was the one who proposed the divorce. Even if she did make a decision a long time ago, he was the one who brought it up first.

Why was he angry?

Everything happened for a reason, but Draven still felt angry in his heart.

He raised his hand and loosened his tie, unwilling to think about the divorce with Cierra anymore.

He changed the topic, “How did you know the people from the Barton family?” Cierra glanced at him and said with confusion, “It has nothing to do with you, Mr. Trevino. | don’t want to answer your question. It's my privacy.” In other words, it was none of his business.

She closed her eyes and looked like she was going to rest.

Draven had no way of dealing with her, so he took a deep breath and said patiently.

“The Barton family used to have businesses in Los Angeles. Now that they suddenly appear in New York, they are not alone. You have been with Emest for so many years. Have you ever thought that they have bad intentions when they approach you?” He said it tactfully, but Cierra understood what he meant.

The Barton family might have ill intentions, or maybe... she leaked the secret in order to curry favor with the Barton family.

She did not know if Draven meant it. Anyway, she had thought of this.

She opened her eyes and chuckled, her voice filled with ridicule.

She was suddenly curious. She was stalked because of Aleah or because Draven was afraid that she ‘would reveal some of the Trevino Group's secrets? After all, in the eyes of outsiders, she was the next hostess of the Trevino family that Ernest had appointed. She had followed Ernest and taken care of him for a few years. So how could she not hear something from Ernest? In reality, she did know some things.

Otherwise, she would not have secretly helped Draven after he took over the Trevino Group. That was why Entrustment Design Studio cooperated with him.

It was Emest who said that there were many people in the group who had wild ambitions. Now that Draven was the only one in the Trevino family, it was inevitable that he would lose his footing in the company.

At that time, she still had the sincerest joy. Even though she was sent to a foreign country, she still had fantasies and tried her best to hope that he would be fine.

So, no matter how intense the love was, it could still disappear completely.

Did she hate him?

The answer was no.

She loved him even though he had never given her hope.

After Aleah appeared, his gaze never fell on her again.

He was not the one that betrayed their love. How could she hate him? # She was already tired of being self-sentimental, so why should she add more burdens to herself? However, she still could not figure out how Draven, who would protect her and not allow others to bully her, who would even call her darling, had become so unrecognizable today.

Was it really true that one should never take a child's words seriously? Even a little bit of good feeling had completely disappeared.

She slowly asked, “Draven, if it is really as you have guessed, will you kill me and make me disappear from this world?” “Cierra, what nonsense are you talking about!” Draven interrupted her without thinking.

How could she talk about life and death so easily? Would he kill her? No matter what, he wouldn't...”

Perhaps he felt that his tone was a little harsh, and Cierra’s mood was a little off.

His tone softened, “Cierra, why are you asking this?” Cierra was silent for a moment before closing her eyes again.

“It's fine. | was just joking. Don't take it seriously.” From Draven's tone, it seemed that he did not know that he had sent someone abroad to assassinate her.

However, the clues that Jaquan and the others had found clearly pointed to the Trevino family.

Either Draven was hiding it, or Aleah was using his power to do something that Draven did not know.

But Draven had no reason to lie to her.

Never mind. She didn’t care about it anymore.

Cierra originally wanted to ask Draven directly, but now that there was no substantial evidence, he definitely wouldn't believe it.

Moreover, they were going to get divorced after all. Aleah had wanted to get rid of Cierra in the past. only because Aleah wanted to be “Mrs. Trevino” badly.

Now that it had all been settled. She wouldn't do anything to dirty her hands.

It was too tiring, so it was better to just let it go.

The car drove steadily in the direction of Stream Villa, and the view outside the window slowly receded.

When Draven looked at Cierra again, her breathing had already calmed down.

Compared to the prickles all over her body when she opened her eyes, she was much more obedient now. But the suit she wore made him feel disgusted.

He slowly lowered the speed of the car and pressed the button to play the music.

Cierra may have a good dream.

But Cierra was still awakened.

She dreamed that she was being carried by Draven, and his aura was everywhere.

Thus, she woke up from her dream.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Draven’s magnified handsome face.

“What are you doing!” Cierra subconsciously pushed him away.

Draven was caught off guard and staggered two steps before he could steady himself.

He looked at Cierra’s vigilant expression and said helplessly, “I saw that you were sleeping soundly. | didn't want to ‘wake you up. | was planning to carry you back to your room. Hey, you happened to wake up. Get out of the car.” As he spoke, he opened the car door and invited her out of the car in a very gentlemanly manner.

Cierra looked at him suspiciously and stepped out of the car in her high heels.

Returning to her home, she felt completely different.

Although the divorce agreement stated that Stream Villa was hers, she didn’t want it.

She didn’t want anything related to him.

She didn’t wait for Draven. She picked up her skirt and slowly walked in the direction of the villa.

However, the man had long legs and caught up in two or three steps.

“What did you mean when you asked me in the car?”