Divorced but Delighted

Chapter 373 He Regrets It

Ryan stopped talking.

After a long time, he said, “Draven, what, what did you say?”

“Is he crazy?”

If he was discharged from the hospital before he recovered, he would be in danger.

Draven was not joking with him.

He paused for a moment and looked up at Ryan with a serious expression.

“The doctor said that I can get out of bed and pay attention to the wound. You have seen the situation in New York. If I don’t go back now, who knows what will happen.”.

“Then how about…”

Ryan suddenly stopped.

Since Draven had made it so clear, he couldn’t do anything.

Cierra would never choose him again.

He had made a huge mistake in the past, and he didn’t even know that he had hurt someone. He should leave now.

Moreover, she was not the one who had caused the injury.

She was kind enough that she was willing to come and take care of him every day.

In other words, Cici did it for the sake of Ernest.

It had nothing to do with Draven.

Ryan was still worried about him. “Are you sure… there’s nothing wrong with being discharged?”

Draven answered, “Even if there’s a problem, I don’t have to stay in Los Angeles.”

Besides, he was not seriously injured and there was no need to worry so much.

It was obvious that she had someone else.

If he continued to stay in Los Angeles, it would only cause trouble for her.

It was better to break up completely.

Ryan knew that there was no room for negotiation after Draven made up his mind, so he didn’t try to persuade him. “Ok, so that I won’t have to see the villain Bruno here often. I’ll finish the formalities tomorrow and decide how to go back.”

It was late at night, and Ryan had consumed a lot of energy. He looked even more tired than before.

He didn’t intend to stay any longer. When he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something.

He stopped and said, “By the way, how should we deal with your brother?”

Although there had been no news about that person in the past few days, judging from the

company’s situation, he was more or less affected.

If he went back, he would have to fight a tough battle.

“Let’s talk about it when we get back.”

The next morning, Cierra received news that Draven had been discharged from the hospital.

She thought that Draven had a bad temper and forced him to be discharged from the hospital.

But then she calmed down.

What did it have to do with her?

If anything happened to him, it would be his own responsibility.

She had decided to let go of him. There was no need to get herself involved in this matter.

However, she still politely asked a few questions.

“Have you talked to the doctor? If the doctor says he can be discharged, then be careful. His wound

has not yet healed, remember to apply the medicine on time and let him take care of himself.”

Cierra didn’t have Draven’s contact information, so she spoke to Ryan.

Of course, Draven was standing next to Ryan.

Seeing those words, he did not show any emotion.

There seemed to be something different.

If it was in the past….

Not to mention the past, even when he had just been injured, they had never reached such a state.

She was polite as if she was caring for a stranger.

He would rather be questioned by Cierra in a rage.

At least, she had her true feelings.

But she sounded like a stranger.

It was just perfunctory.

How did it become like this in less than a month?

Thinking about it carefully, Draven could figure out the reason.

If she could meet someone better, she could forget him.

He had always given his favor to another woman.

Even if it was caused by self-esteem, he hurt her.

She couldn’t forget it.

How could she care about him again?

Compared to him, Bruno was different.

Even if he had his own intention, he had never crossed the line. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Although he had a goal, he respected her opinion before making a decision.

He didn’t force her.

He was gentle coupled with sincerity.

Draven did not lose to Bruno.

It was all his fault.

But he felt unwilling.

She had chosen him in the beginning.

If he…

He could control himself a little in the past, and get rid of his obsession with Aleah’s despicable and hypocritical kindness….

But there was fio if in this world.

He thought that he could handle the relationship between Cierra and Aleah.

He thought that she would always follow him, just like every time he looked back when he was a child, he could see her beautiful eyes.

He thought that he would be able to take good care of her in the future.

But from the beginning, he was the one who hurt her.

He was too self-righteous.

He regretted it.

He felt so much pain. Finally, he had a heartache.

He regretted it so much.

It hurt so much that he began to think that it would be great If he could start all over again.

“Draven? Draven, are you alright?”

Ryan noticed that there was something wrong with him.

“Does your wound hurt? Shall we go to the hospital?”

Draven seemed to be suffering endless torture. The veins on his forehead bulged, and he curled up on the sofa unconsciously.

He recalled he was punished by his mother and was locked up in that dark room.

The physical pain woke him up, but the pain in his heart was endless.

When he heard Ryan’s worried voice, he gritted his teeth so hard that they almost shattered.

“No.”

“But you… don’t look right.”

Ryan was extremely worried.

However, Draven forced a smile and said, “It’s what I deserve…

Ryan, I deserve it.’

He clenched his fists tightly, and the wounds on his hands that had been caused by the fire were scabbed, and they were forcefully torn apart by him, causing blood to spray out.

The tall man curled up in the corner of the sofa like a dog was abandoned. He was drenched in the rain and looked very pitiful.

When tears streamed down Draven’s face, Ryan was so shocked that he couldn’t even speak.

He had never seen him like this.

When he was carried out of the emergency room, he was tightly wrapped up. He had never cried.

His mouth moved, but he didn’t know what to say to comfort him.

If tears could vent the frustration in his heart, then he should cry.

He patted Draven’s shoulder gently and finally shut his mouth.

He also heard a few words.

He regretted it.