Chapter 80
Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 80 Never Drink Again âTo celebrate, of course...â
She stopped when she saw his expression, and naturally, she didnât finish her sentence.
She didnât understand.
He clearly hated this marriage, he agreed only because of his grandfatherâs last wish. Now that they were divorced, shouldnât he be happy?
Why did he put on such a long face?
But she didnât have time to think about it. The broken bowl cut through the manâs finger. The clear water from the tap was mixed with wisps of blood.
She frowned and said, âIâll wash the dishes. Go and deal with the wound.â
âNo need.â
He threw the broken bowl into the trash can. Without stopping, he washed the bowl with his injured -hand.
There were only two bowls in total, including the two small plates, so he could do this.
It was just that the tap of the pool was turned off, and the bright red blood in his hand came out again, which was very dazzling.
However, the man did not take it seriously. He casually pulled out a napkin and wrapped the wound before striding out. He did not even look at the woman behind him.
âWhereâs the first aid kit?â she asked as she trotted after him.
Although she didnât see clearly how the bowl broke into pieces, she felt a little guilty that the wound was caused by her because she had to eat something.
âIf you have time, why donât you go upstairs and have a look at your mobile phone? I guess many people have called you.â
Without looking back, he threw the bloodstained napkin into the trash can and was about to go upstairs.
âIâm going upstairs to catch up on sleep. Donât bother me anymore.â
Cierra Boyle wanted to say something more, but when she heard the last sentence, she simply shut her mouth.
Alright, I wonât bother him..
Anyway, the wound didnât look very serious. Maybe it would have healed by the time she found the â
first aid kit.
She was not willing to care about what happened to him.
However, after being reminded by Draven, Andyâs slow-witted brain finally began to work.
She didnât go back all night and hadnât told William and the others...Oh!
Having no time to think about the consequences, Cierra Boyle quickly went upstairs.
On the second floor, when Draven Trevino heard the noise, he frowned and turned around impatiently.
âDidnât I tell you not to...â
Before he could finish his sentence, Cierra Boyle had already past him.
âSay what?â
She stopped at the door of the master bedroom and was about to open the door when she heard what Draven Trevino said.
The latterâs face darkened. He turned around, went straight into the room, and slammed the door.
Cierra Boyle was at a loss for words.
âWhatâs wrong with him?â
However, she didnât think too much about it. After all, it wasnât the first time she has seen him go crazy. Since she returned home, she had seen him go crazy a lot of times. She really didnât know how Aleah Boyle had endured him.
She pushed the door open and entered the master bedroom.
Just as Draven Trevino had said, her clothes and bag were all in the room.
The clothes should have been washed and dried. They were folded on the sofa and she could smell a faint fragrance when she picked them up.
Her phone was out of battery, and she did not bring the charger.
The master bedroom had nothing, and she couldnât find it.
After thinking for a while, she went to find Draven with her phone.
Before knocking on the door, Cierra Boyle was still a little hesitant. After all, when he went upstairs, she was told by Draven Trevino that he had gone back to his room to catch up on sleep, He had already woken him up once. It seemed a little strange to disturb him again...
But on second thought, she thought that he shouldnât have fallen asleep so soon. He had only been back in his room for two minutes.
She knocked on the door.
âDraven Trevino, are you asleep?â
No one inside answered.
Cierra Boyle stood at the door for a while, planning to turn around and leave.
As soon as she moved, the door was pulled open.
âWhatâs the matter?â
He was cold.
âI...â
Cierra Boyle turned around and she suddenly stopped.
The man standing in front of the door changed out of his pajamas. His upper body was taked, revealing his sturdy figure. The inverted triangle lines were smooth, but below them were shorts.
Even so, it was amazing.
âHave you seen enough?â
He raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Cierra Boyle came back to her senses and immediately stopped looking at his abdominal muscles. The moment their eyes met, she quickly looked away.
âSorry...â
He thought, âIt doesnât matter.
The manâs voice became a little warmer.
Cierra Boyle didnât want to stay here any longer, so she spoke faster. âIâm here to ask if you have a phone charger. My phone ran out of battery. Can I borrow it?â
He lowered his head and glanced at the phone in her hand.
âWait a minute.â
After saying that, he turned around and entered the room.
Without a sturdy body in sight, Cierra Boyle heaved a sigh of relief and immediately felt that the pressure was gone.
But in less than a minute, he took the things and appeared again.
âSee if this works.â
The wound on his finger was also very obvious. It was missing a piece of flesh, and it looked a little serious.
The light in the bathroom was on. From the looks of it, he didnât seem to want to catch up on sleep. Instead, he seemed to be preparing to take a shower, She took the charger and was about to leave, but she couldnât help asking.
âArenât you used to wearing clothes when you sleep?â
He looked down at her and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Perhaps because she felt that this question was too ambiguous and impolite, she quickly explained, âIâm just asking. If you feel offended, Iâll apologize to you.â
âThereâs no need.â
He didnât feel offended and said indifferently, âI didnât feel sleepy after returning to my room. I was going to take a shower, and you happened to knock on the door.â
He finally explained why he looked like this.
âOh, then pay attention to your wound, and donât let it get wet. Although itâs not big, it looks quite serious. Moreover, it looks serious and needs protection. If it gets infected, itâll be very uncomfortable.â
âAre you concerned about me?â
He stared at her and suddenly spoke.
Cierra Boyle didnât expect him to say that and was stunned for a moment.
Fortunately, the man did not make things difficult for her. He put his hand on the door.
âIâll be careful.â
âOkay... then Iâll go first. Thank you!â
As soon as she finished speaking, she thanked him and left, as if she were being chased by a wild beast.
Her figure quickly disappeared from the manâs sight.
Divorced but Delighted ï¤Chapter 79 Triplets Attack: Game Over Daddy ï¤Chapter 1138 When His Eyes Opened novel by Simple Silence ï¤Chapter 3189 He was not in a hurry to close the door. The scene of Cierra Boyle running away kept replaying in his mind. After a while, he closed the door again.
With a light sound, the space was isolated.
In the master bedroom, Cierra Boyleâs heart was racing.
âD*mn, you son of a (bi tch). Youâre going to divorce, but youâre doing this to me.â
She patted her face and quickly threw away all the dirty thoughts in her mind.
But soon, she was not in the mood to think about these things.
After charging the phone, the phone was turned on A series of missed calls and Line messages gave Cierra Boyle a headache.
Not only William, Coby Barton, and Harold Bernard-Barton in William, but also her eldest brother had called her. Nick Barton had also sent her a lot of messages, all asking her where she was.
Ten minutes ago, David Barton even called her.
Oh! I wonât drink anymore!