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Divorced but Delighted Chapter 303
Chapter 303 Unreasonable
Cierra’s thoughts were a mess.
She didn’t want to think about the poor man who couldn’t stand up at the moment, but she couldn’t help imagining
what he would look like in the future.
The ugly scars on his face, the strange gazes of the crowd, and the torture in her heart….
Cierra controlled herself and unscrewed the ointment, trying to distract herself.
She revealed the numerous scars on her arm.
It had been years and no longer so obvious.
But compared with her uninjured skin, those were extremely eye-catching.
People would feel sorry for her.
There was also a greenish-red mark.
Ryan was stunned.
The cuts on her arm were long. Although they did not cover her entire arm, it was hard to imagine what kind of
lunatic would be so cruel to a girl.
Ryan knew that Cierra had scars.
In the Boyle family, she showed her scars in front of everyone.
But it was not as shocking as seeing it with his own eyes.
No wonder she always wore long sleeves.
If possible, every girl wanted to dress up beautifully and wear a suitable dress.
Instead of wearing clothes that did not match the season because of the ugly scars on her body.
Ryan pursed his lips and stared at the greenish-red mark he had left behind, as well as the tiny scars.
“I’m sorry, Cici. I didn’t mean to do that.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCierra had already applied for medicine and pulled down her sleeves.
She put down the ointment and looked up at Ryan. His eyes were filled with complicated emotions.
She saw that expression before.
More than once.
When she was rescued by William, she hadn’t gone to the hospital for a paternity test yet. She hadn’t been
recognized as a member of the Barton family. William was like this.
Also, when she took off her long dress at the Boyle family, Draven also had this expression.
“Sympathize with me?”
But the fact was…
There was no need to do that.
She smiled and continued, “It’s okay. The marks will disappear in a few days, and it won’t hurt.”
As for the deeper meaning behind that apology, she didn’t mention it. The other two people in the ward didn’t
mention it either.
It didn’t hurt.
How could it not hurt?
It was just that there were too many scars, she forgot the feelings.
She only knew that when she was about to die, she was in so much pain and wished that someone could kill her
directly.
But…
She had survived.
The pain seemed to fade away as the scars on her body faded away, and she could no longer remember that.
But these scars could only fade, and could not be completely erased from her body.
How could she pretend that nothing had happened?
How could she… forgive him so easily?
Cierra got up from the sofa and said in a flat tone, “Have a good meal. I’m leaving now. I’ll be responsible for
Draven before he is discharged from the hospital, but I won’t keep an eye on him. If he wakes up, I hope you can
tell him that no matter what he thinks now, it’s impossible for us to be together.”
He came to Los Angeles, and she thought that he had been dumped by Aleah, and now he wanted to be together
with her.
But he was willing to risk his life to protect the people around her, which showed that there was another reason.
Perhaps it was because he had suddenly figured out something, or perhaps it was because of something else.
But no matter what, it was impossible for them to be together.
The resentment in her heart might be diluted over time, but those horrible memories would never be forgotten by
her.
Perhaps one day, she would be able to drink with him.
But she would no longer be with him.
She didn’t stay in the ward for long. She raised her head and smiled at Ryan before leaving.
Ryan did not stop her.
In the past, perhaps it was because Draven was pitiful and he was partial to him, he would force Cierra to stay.
But when he saw the scars on her body just now, he couldn’t say anything.
If those faint scars were caused by Aleah, then it had nothing to do with Draven.
The other wounds were obviously new. Could it be that they had nothing to do with Draven?
He had personally investigated the information, the thing it happened abroad…
How could he dare to say that it had nothing to do with Draven?
The helpless girl was sent abroad on her wedding night because her husband’s sweetheart couldn’t bear to see her.
He might be able to guess what she had experienced from those scares.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter thinking about it carefully, she must have been desperate at the time.
How could he dare to disturb her?
Ryan couldn’t do that.
He sat on the sofa dejectedly, wondering if it was necessary for Draven to come to Los Angeles.
But no matter what, he had done a good deed.
To protect a relative of hers, he could barely… make up for some of his mistakes.
He didn’t know how to comment on their relationship.
“Don’t think too much about it. It has nothing to do with you. Instead of considering the relationship between your
brother and Cici, it’s better to try the food made by Cici.”
L-TEH–Just as Ryan was lost in his thoughts, a low voice sounded.
Then the smell of food began to spread in the ward.
Ryan came back to his senses. When he saw Bruno placing the food on the coffee table, he immediately turned
cold.
“Why are you still here?”
“Why can’t I be here? Cici asked me to bring you food. Shouldn’t I come in?”
Bruno set the table, looking very considerate.
After doing all this, he took out a tissue to wipe his hands carefully and slowly sat down on the sofa.
Ryan didn’t want to see him. “Get out!”
Just now, he didn’t drive him out because he hoped that Cici could come in.
Now that Cici was gone, why was he still here?
Bruno didn’t move. He casually threw the tissue into the trash can and said, “I’ll leave after you finish eating. I have
to bring the lunch box to Cici.”
Ryan couldn’t stand it anymore. “How dare you call her Cici?”
Ryan chuckled and took off his glasses. His eyes, which were very similar to Ryan’s, looked at him.
“What’s wrong? Am I not allowed to call her Cici?”