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Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Chapter 80
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Divorced but Delighted Chapter 80

Chapter 80 Never Drink Again

“To celebrate, of course…”

She stopped when she saw his expression, and naturally, she didn’t finish her sentence.

She didn’t understand.

He clearly hated this marriage, he agreed only because of his grandfather’s last wish. Now that they were divorced,

shouldn’t he be happy?

Why did he put on such a long face?

But she didn’t have time to think about it. The broken bowl cut through the man’s finger. The clear water from the

tap was mixed with wisps of blood.

She frowned and said, “I’ll wash the dishes. Go and deal with the wound.”

“No need.”

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.

“Where’s the first aid kit?” she asked as she trotted after him.

Although she didn’t 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.

“If you have time, why don’t you go upstairs and have a look at your mobile phone? I guess many people have

called you.”

Without looking back, he threw the bloodstained napkin into the trash can and was about to go

upstairs.

“I’m going upstairs to catch up on sleep. Don’t bother me anymore.”

Cierra Boyle wanted to say something more, but when she heard the last sentence, she simply shut

her mouth.

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Alright, I won’t bother him..

Anyway, the wound didn’t look very serious. Maybe it would have healed by the time she found the

first aid kit.

She was not willing to care about what happened to him.

However, after being reminded by Draven, Andy’s slow-witted brain finally began to work.

She didn’t go back all night and hadn’t 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.

“Didn’t I tell you not to…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Cierra Boyle had already past him.

“Say what?”

She stopped at the door of the master bedroom and was about to open the door when she heard what Draven

Trevino said.

The latter’s face darkened. He turned around, went straight into the room, and slammed the door.

Cierra Boyle

was at a loss for words.

“What’s wrong with him?”

However, she didn’t think too much about it. After all, it wasn’t 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 didn’t 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 couldn’t 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 shouldn’t have fallen asleep so soon. He had only been

back in his room for two minutes.

She knocked on the door.

“Draven Trevino, are you asleep?”

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.

“What’s the matter?”

He was cold.

“I…”

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.

“Have you seen enough?”

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.

“Sorry…”

He thought, “It doesn’t matter.

The man’s voice became a little warmer.

Cierra Boyle didn’t want to stay here any longer, so she spoke faster. “I’m here to ask if you have a

phone charger. My phone ran out of battery. Can I borrow it?”

He lowered his head and glanced at the phone in her hand.

“Wait a minute.”

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.

“See if this works.”

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 didn’t seem to want to catch up on sleep. Instead, he

seemed to be preparing to take a shower,

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She took the charger and was about to leave, but she couldn’t help asking.

“Aren’t you used to wearing clothes when you sleep?”

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, “I’m just asking.

If you feel offended, I’ll apologize to you.”

“There’s no need.”

He didn’t feel offended and said indifferently, “I didn’t feel sleepy after returning to my room. I was going to take a

shower, and you happened to knock on the door.”

He finally explained why he looked like this.

“Oh, then pay attention to your wound, and don’t let it get wet. Although it’s not big, it looks quite serious.

Moreover, it looks serious and needs protection. If it gets infected, it’ll be very uncomfortable.”

“Are you concerned about me?”

He stared at her and suddenly spoke.

Cierra Boyle didn’t 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.

“I’ll be careful.”

“Okay… then I’ll go first. Thank you!”

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 man’s sight.

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 Boyle’s heart was racing.

“D*mn, you son of a (bi tch). You’re going to divorce, but you’re doing this to me.”

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 won’t drink anymore!