Chapter 154
Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 154 Returning to Los Angeles She choked with s*bs, and the atmosphere was tense.
William completely loosened his grip, and there was disbelief in his eyes. He said sharply and angrily, âDo you know what youâre talking about?â
Cierra stared at him with reddened eyes before turning around again without looking back.
She didnât know why she said that, but she felt sad when she thought of Williamâs âCierra Boyle.â Others could call her whatever they wanted, and she diven cry when they called her an orphan.
But how could he do that? She had already returned to the Barton family...
She was not surnamed Boyle.
Without changing her clothes, she stumbled out in her chefâs uniform.
Fortunately, it was still time for dinner, and only a few people were there. No one saw it.
The evening wind blew, and the air outside the room cooled Cierraâs brain.
She sniffed and remembered that her car had been borrowed by Ryan.
The LâOpera Restaurant was located in the suburbs, so it was inconvenient for her to take a taxi. At this time, if she wanted to leave, she could only call Harold and ask William behind her.
But he had gone too far, and she would not give in. Wouldnât it be too embarrassing to turn back.
now...
Cierra clutched his phone with a conflicted expression. He wondered if he should call his Harold or stay in LâOpera Restaurant. After all, there were spare rooms in the kitchen. As long as she mentioned it, Freddy would give one room to her.
Just as she was hesitating, in a car not far away, the man in the driverâs seat suddenly widened his eyes and pointed at the window.
âWhat the f**k, Draven! Is that Cici? Why is she crying? Which bas*ard made her cry? I have to ask him and beat him!â
Ryan cursed. Just as he was about to turn off the engine and get out of the car, he suddenly stopped.
In the carâs back seat, Draven, leaning against the back seat, also narrowed his eyes and stopped holding the door handle.
On the other side, just as Cierra unlocked her phone and wondered if she should call Harold, a helpless cough suddenly came from behind him.
âAre you still angry?â
The familiar casual voice made Cierraâs body stiffen. Her sadness had disappeared, and she was in a mess. Now that she heard the voice of William, she suddenly felt wrong again.
She did not say a word. She lowered her head and felt terrible as she poked her phone aimlessly.
Although she had no intention of replying to William, she didnât run away in anger as she did in LâOpera Restaurant.
William sighed softly. âAlas, if you donât want to go home, Iâll go alone.â
Cierra continued to ignore him, biting her lips with her back facing him.
She admitted that she had gone too far tonight, but that was because he had provoked her first. At worst, she could stay in LâOpera Restaurant for two days. If she really couldnât handle Dr. Charles, she could apologize to him.
Anyway, she didnât want to talk to him at all!
âExcuse me. Youâre in my way.â
Behind him, before William could leave, a lazy voice sounded again.
Cierra was also enraged by her words. âItâs not your car!â
When she saw the bunch of champagne roses in front of her, she suddenly stopped talking.
She was still in a daze, and her tears were still hanging on her eyelashes. In the blink of an eye, the teardrop fell from the sky and landed on the beige petals, like a drop of dew sliding down.
This scene was seen by the two people in a car not far away.
Williamâs heart had softened because of Cierraâs crying. If Jaquan found out about it, he would be in big trouble.
His tone softened, and he lowered his head again. âDonât cry, okay? How old are you? Donât cry. Be careful not to be photographed and posted on the Internet. At that time, you wonât be able to cry even if you want to.â
He stuffed a bouquet of flowers into Cierraâs arms and took out a tissue to wipe her face. He was patient.
âHey, Iâve bought all the flowers you like for you. Donât say that youâre my trouble in the future, understand? Whatâs more, youâd better think before you speak next time!â
Before the tissue could wipe her face, he tapped on her forehead several times.
Cierra frowned and avoided his action. She took the tissue from his hand and wiped it herself.
She still said in a nasal voice, sounding aggrieved and deliberately saying, âYou might think so in your heart.â
William was going to give her two more pieces of tissues, but when he heard this, he paused and looked down at her. âWhat are you thinking? Do you want to be a burden, or do you want to...â
He didnât finish his words, nor could he say anything.
G*d knew he was a little nervous when he discovered she was his biological sister. At that time, she was still in the emergency room. He was so anxious that he couldnât fall asleep and looked forward to her waking up.
Now, he felt he couldnât wait for her to be... an ungrateful person!
Cierra deliberately raised her head with the flowers in her arms and said, âDonât you think so? I told you I was going home, but you asked me to leave quickly. I asked you to send me home, but you still take it out on me. Arenât you disgusted with me?â
âI...â
Just as William was about to explain, he was interrupted by Cierra.
Divorced but Delighted ï¤Chapter 153 Triplets Attack: Game Over Daddy She sniffed and said, âI know because Mom has been in poor health since I was lost, and Dad has always cared about her.
âThey donât have the mood or energy to care about you. No one even knows that you have a fever. If it werenât for Jaquan, who raised you up, you might not have had a chance to find me. You donât want to go home because Mom and Dad always ignore you. If you donât want to see them, you must hate me, who made Mom sick. Itâs natural for you to hate me.â
She lowered her head and wiped her face. Her voice was choked with s*bs, and she looked very pitiful.
It gave William a headache and a sense of helplessness.
He didnât want to return to the Barton family because he had been neglected. It was because no one or thing could cure an incomplete childhood in the long years that followed.
He might know he was willful and childish, but he had never received an apology.
Even though his parents and brother had persuaded him to go back year after year, saying they already knew they were wrong, they still lowered their heads and gave him a way out. They told him that the family should not make the relationship so stiff.
But he couldnât see them and didnât want to pretend there was no estrangement between them.
But now, it was not a matter of whether he could return. He didnât know why Cierra had such thoughts, so he had to agree.
âCici, can you stop crying? I promise you. Iâll send you back!â
His tone was slightly anxious, but he could only patiently coax her. âI have never hated you, let alone disliked you. You are our only sister. I wonât hate you even if I hate Harold. You listen to some stories. Donât you know how I usually treat you? Huh?â
Cierra still didnât raise her head. âAre you willing to go home with me? Back to Los Angeles?â
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