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Divorced but Delighted Chapter 112
Chapter 112 Stay Over
Hearing this, Cierra glanced at him and didn’t say anything. She just quietly packed up the first aid kit.
“Put it back. Try not to use your right hand in the next week. You must have a family doctor. If you really can’t bear
it, go to the hospital. Don’t take your body lightly.”
Cierra pushed the first–aid kit in front of him and wiped her hands with a wet tissue calmly.
Draven did as he was told.
When he came back, Sue was already holding the sliced fruit next to Cierra and they began to chat
again.
Sue did not mention what had happened in the Boyle family. She only asked about the current situation of Cierra
after she returned to the country, as well as her brother’s situation.
Instead of sitting down, Draven just stood quietly behind the sofa and scrolled through his phone with his left hand.
They didn’t talk for long. Cierra suddenly said that she was leaving. “Mrs. Trevino, it’s getting late. I have to go back.
If I’m late, my brother will be worried.”
Draven raised his eyes and looked at her.
Sue didn’t want to let her go, so she grabbed Cierra’s hand.
“Why do you go back? It’s late at night, and it is far away from the city. Why don’t you stay here for one night? Your
room has always been there, and the things inside are exactly the same as before.
Anna cleans it every two days. It’s not dirty.”
Anna chimed in, “That’s right, Ms. Boyle. I change the quilt every week. I’m looking forward to your coming back to
stay for one night so that Mrs. Trevino can be happy. It’s just that Old Mr. Trevino is no longer around. If he were still
here, he would have been looking forward to your return a long time ago.”
“But…”
Cierra still hesitated.
If Ernest were here, Cierra would have stayed in the old house without saying a word. But now…
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, Anna’s mention of him made Cierra miss him so much.
Sue saw through her thoughts and seized the chance. “Cierra, you haven’t been back for three years. You used to
live in the old house for a long time. Why don’t you rest for a night? It doesn’t matter. By the way, you can also see
the things Ernest left for you. As for your brother, you can just make a phone call. If you are afraid, let me talk to
them!”
Cierra was amused by her words, and she was also moved.
She remembered that there were indeed a lot of things in the old house worth taking a look at.
She had lived in the Trevino family many times in the past, because she didn’t have to be bullied by the Boyle family
if she lived here, let alone be beaten and scolded.
Ernest Trevino also doted on her and had specially prepared a room for her. Cierra was afraid that Aleah would take
a lot of things from her if she brought them back to the Boyle family, so Cierra put them in the old house of the
Trevino family.
“Okay, Mrs. Trevino, I’ll stay here for one more night. Don’t mind me.”
Sue rolled her eyes at her. “What nonsense are you talking about? I can’t wait to raise you as my own daughter so
that you can live here and accompany me every day, but you don’t want to recognize me as your godmother. You
keep calling me Mrs. Trevino, which makes my heart break!”
Cierra merely smiled without saying a word.
It was still uncertain whether Sue was sincere or not. Even if she was sincere, Cierra would not
agree.
It was too embarrassing for the ex–mother–in–law to become a godmother. It was better to refuse.
“Since Ms. Boyle wants to live here, I’ll pack up two clean clothes for
you.
Anna beamed from ear to ear.
Since Old Mr. Trevino had left, the old house had rarely been so lively today. Not only was Sue happy, but Anna was
also very happy.
Just as Anna was about to go upstairs, Draven, who had been standing silently beside, finally said, “Anna, please
pack up a set of clothes for me. Thank you.”
Anna was about to respond when she was interrupted by Sue. “What are you doing here? It’s so late at night. Aren’t
you going to watch over your little fairy? Why do you want in my house?”
Draven said confidently, “It is not safe to drive on the mountain road at night.”
As for Aleah, he directly ignored it.
Sue sneered. “It’s not safe tonight? Didn’t you leave after dinner every time? We can’t keep you stay
no matter what!”
Cierra sat at the side, sipping a cup of coffee.
She didn’t care if Draven would stay for the night or not. Since she had made up her mind to stay in
the old mansion, she had considered it.
Anyway, she had stayed with Draven at Stream Villa, so it was not a big deal. The main reason why she stayed was
to see what she had hidden in the Trevino family.
Sue kept scolding Draven, and then she suddenly changed her tone. “If you want to stay here, leave your phone
here. Don’t run away as soon as you get a call. If anyone wants to die at night, you, a super hero, have to save
her!”
Not to mention the fact that Aleah had committed suicide this time, this kind of thing had happened a lot when Old
Mr. Trevino was still alive.
At that time, Draven was still in the old house and was strictly controlled by his grandfather. He didn’t buy another
house in the city. However, he was stubborn. Although he came back to live every day, he would drive away as long
as he received Aleah’s call. Even in the middle of the night, he would drive away. Sue often scolded him because of
this.
Cierra also knew about these things. Hearing Mrs. Trevino’s request, she suddenly felt much more relaxed. She was
sure that Draven would definitely leave.
Although she didn’t mind if Draven stayed in the old house or not, she would feel much more comfortable if he left.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTo her surprise, Draven turned off his phone and placed it on the coffee table without any
hesitation.
He no longer stood by the side and sat down directly on the sofa. He looked up at Anna and said, “Please prepare a
set of clothes for me.”
Anna glanced at Sue.
Sue nodded with a reluctant expression on her face.
“Humph.” She snorted and nodded slightly.
Anna responded to Draven and turned to go upstairs.
Sue couldn’t be bothered to look at him. She glanced around the coffee table and suddenly smiled.
“You made it yourself, didn’t you? I haven’t tried it yet.”
Cierra smiled and said, “I learned it from the chef in L’Opera Restaurant. I thought that you didn’t Jack anything,
and it was a waste to buy things, so I brought some snacks made by myself. I don’t know if you like them.”
She brought some snacks. The snacks in the box were shaped like apples. If they were not of different sizes, they
would make people think that they were real apples.
“It’s so beautiful that I can’t bear to eat it.”
Sue sighed with emotion as she took a deep bite. A look of amazement appeared on her face.
“It tastes good. It’s better than those sold in the cake shops outside. Those cakes are too sweet. In my opinion, our
ancestor’s craftsmanship is better, and the appearance and taste are more exquisite!”
Cierra didn’t deny her words. “If you like it, I’ll bring you some more next time.”
When Cierra learned how to cook from her master, she could master it quickly, so she preferred western food
before. Although she didn’t deny that western food had its own characteristics now, she felt that she had to learn
more about other styles of food.
Especially after staying abroad for three years, she felt that she was ignorant in the past.
This time, when she returned to L’Opera Restaurant, she picked up the skills that her master had taught her before.
Every time she made delicate pastry, she felt a sense of accomplishment.
In a corner that no one paid attention to, Draven also picked up a piece of cake.
At the entrance, a sense of familiarity arose spontaneously.