Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Chapter 74 I'm Not Sad, I'm Happy Cierra Boyle didn’t dodge and allowed him to approach.

The other party did not go too far. He stopped at a safe distance and did not stick together like the men and women around them.

Unlike his usual sI*ppy and careless self, Ryan West's serious expression was as aggressive as Draven Trevino's.

However, he still had a sense of propriety.

Cierra Boyle was not in a hurry to answer his question. She picked up a cup of c*cktail from the row in front of her. Smelling the juice, she took a small sip.

It was sweet.

Then, she took a big gulp and smiled at Ryan West.

“You can't beat me.” Remembering the last time he was beaten on the dance floor in front of everyone, Ryan West felt helpless and sat up

straight after the atmosphere was completely ruined.

“That was me giving in to you. Furthermore, that was a sneak attack. It doesn’t count.” “Do you want to compete with me, Mr. Ryan?” As the man retreated, Cierra Boyle moved forward, forcing Ryan West to be at a loss.

“Isn't the progress a little too fast?” Although he loved Cici, the divorce certificate had not been issued yet! Seeing him like this, Cierra Boyle smiled even more brightly.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Ryan. I'm not interested in you for the time being.” She sat up straight, took another glass of pink wine, and drank it down.

She took another glass of orange. It probably didn't taste good, 50 she just took a sip and put it down.

She threw away the glass and went to get a new one...

“Stop drinking.” Ryan West was scared.

How could she drink like this? It was her first time drinking. She didn’t know how many kinds of wine had been added to this glass, but she still drank one glass after another.

It was terrible.

Cierra Boyle was already tipsy. “Why don't you let me drink it? It's quite delicious, sweet...” “Is it worth it to get yourself drunk for that blind Draven? Cierra Boyle, you can't be like this when you're sad!” Ryan West was a little angry.

He would rather see Cierra Boyle throw him over his shoulder on the dance floor than see a heartbroken woman who used alcohol to drown her sorrows! But as soon as he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Cierra Boyle. “Who told you that I'm sad?”

Her eyes were cold. If it weren't for her vague tone, it couldn't tell that she was drunk.

“I'm happy!” “That blind bas ta rd is not worthy of my sadness. Just like you, he looks down on me, an orphan. | shouldn't have married him!” “It's just that | don’t have a good family background. Why did he suddenly treat me so badly? Because the woman he loved?” “He found someone to kidnap me abroad and almost forced me and threw me into the sea to feed the fish. When | was a child, he called me cutie wife, but | took it seriously... He even wanted to kill me. How could | be sad for him?” “But so what? | have a family, and my family background is not inferior to yours at all! Even if | don't get married for the rest of my life, my brothers will still cherish me. | don’t lack love!” As she spoke, tears suddenly filled her face. She cried and

laughed.

However, Ryan West heard a lot of information from these short sentences.

-"Draven Trevino sent someone abroad to kill her?” Seeing that Cierra Boyle was crying and about to get the wine again, he didn't have time to ask about it and quickly stopped her. “Cici, you can't drink anymore. You're already drunk!” “I'm not drunk.” Cierra Boyle wiped away her tears. Her eyes were clear, but every word she said exposed her.

“I'm really not drunk. | want to drink.” “Cici, you can't drink anymore!” ‘When Ryan West thought that he was going to send a drunkard back later, he had a headache.

He asked the bartender for a glass of milk and sighed in his heart, “It’s really wise for William Barton to not let her drink last time!”

Beside her, Cierra Boyle suddenly quieted down. She sat in front of the bar counter obediently and no longer wanted to drink.

She looked at Ryan West seriously and said, “Cici don’t drink anymore. Draven, don't be angry.” Ryan West was stunned. Looking at her adorable face, he suddenly wanted to take a video and send it to Draven Trevino.

His cutie wife was so f**king cute.

However, at the thought of what Cierra Boyle had said when she was drunk, his eyes suddenly darkened.

He kidnapped Cici and wanted to kill her... How could Draven do such a thing? However, it was impossible for Cierra Boyle to lie after drinking.

There must be some misunderstanding, He came back to his senses and wanted to ask what had happened to Cierra Boyle abroad. As soon as he turned his head, he saw a magnified beautiful face.

Cierra Boyle's eyes widened as she leaned over to him with a serious expression. “Why do | feel that something's wrong with you? Which brother of mine are you? Why don’t you look like any of them?” Ryan West's heart, which had been stunned, suddenly settled down.

However, Cierra Boyle was still muttering, “But you called me Cici. Only my family members call me Cici. Why did you call me Cici?” “Because you were a chubby little girl when you were a child! Ryan West was in a bad mood. Being interrupted like this, he forgot everything he wanted to ask.

Cierra Boyle snorted, “That was when | was a child. I'm not fat anymore. I'm very beautiful now!” He nodded perfunctorily and said, “Yes, you are very beautiful now!” Cierra Boyle held her chin with both hands.

Her dark eyes looked serious.

“He doesn't like me even though I'm pretty. He hates me and wants me to disappear from this world.” “But it doesn’t matter. Once we get divorced, everything will be fine. | won't disturb him anymore.” “When | leave New York, I'll forget all of you and no one will bully me anymore.” She held her face in her hands and smiled, looking like she was not drunk at all.

Ryan West's heart ski pped a beat. He swallowed and said, “Cici, when you were abroad...” “Shh.” Before he could finish his sentence, Cierra Boyle raised a finger and interrupted him.

Her eyes suddenly turned cold, but the corners of her eyes were still red.

“Someone is watching us.”

Just as Ryan West was about to complain that Cierra Boyle had drunk too much, he caught a glimpse of a corner of the room and his expression suddenly turned cold.

The man was hiding in the crowd. If he didn't have the ability of anti-reconnaissance, it would be impossible to find him.

Everyone in this circle had gone through training when they were young to prevent being kidnapped one day.

In the past two years, he didn't take it to heart.

However, Ryan West had indeed been kidnapped when he was a child. Thus, he was relatively sensitive. After being reminded by Cierra Boyle, he discovered that someone was watching them from the shadows.

Or perhaps it could be said that he was staring at Cierra Boyle.

However, the woman next to him was not aware of it at all. She patted him on the shoulder and said, “It's okay, Draven.

Although | may not be able to defeat him, I've practiced my escaping skills well. I'm sure | can run away!”

She swore solemnly, which almost made Ryan West laugh out.

This made him believe that something must have happened to her abroad.

As he thought about it, his expression became much more serious.

Ryan West took out his phone and sent a message to Draven Trevino with a sullen face.

But when he saw several missed calls and Line messages, his eyes suddenly widened.

After a while, he cursed, “F**k! Is Draven Trevino a bas ta rd?” The girl next to him nodded seriously. “Yes, he is a bas tard.” As soon as they finished speaking, a sneer suddenly came from behind them.

“If I'm a bas ta rd, then what are you two?”