Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Divorced but Delighted Chapter 111

Chapter 111 Draven’s Apology

“I’ll ask Anna to help you apply the medicine.”

As soon as she spoke, Cierra got up from the sofa and brought the small bowl to the kitchen. However, a minute

later, she came back alone.

She didn’t expect that she would be driven back by Mrs. Trevino, who didn’t allow Anna to follow her. Mrs. Trevino

even scolded Draven in the kitchen.

This action of helping without any results made Cierra feel a bit awkward. She immediately didn’t want to get close

to Draven.

Out of the corner of his eye, Draven saw her figure and looked up at her.

Seeing that she was alone, there was no reaction on Draven’s handsome face. He only changed a cotton swab and

continued to poke the blood around his wound.

“Sorry, Anna and Mrs. Trevino are still busy.”

Cierra walked over and looked down at his clumsy action with a frown.

“Why don’t you wait for a while? The kitchen is almost cleaned up.”

If he continued to wipe the wound like this, the wound would probably be even more serious.

However, Draven chuckled with disdain in his heart.

He raised his hand and threw the cotton swab into the trash can. Regardless of whether the wound had been

cleaned or not, he picked up the gauze from the first aid kit.

“Wait for what? Wait until my mother comes out and scolds me, saying that I deserve it?”

Cierra fell silent.

When she went to the kitchen to call for Anna just now, Mrs. Trevino did say something similar,

even harsher than what Draven said.

Sue said. “Why should we apply medicine to him? It’s best if he dies outside! Others even cut his skin with a knife,

but what about him? He even ran to the hospital to guard Aleah, for fear that she would die. He didn’t even know

how he died, but he had the face to care about others. Cierra, let him

do whatever he wants. He deserves it!”

In the past, Cierra would have said that Draven deserved it.

However, she knew very well how Draven got injured. If he hadn’t blocked it that night, maybe the knife would have

landed on Cierra or other innocent people.

As a matter of fact, she could not say that Draven deserved this injury.

“Let me help you apply the medicine. You can’t do it like this. If you bandage it before it gets cleaned up, it will get

inflamed.”

Seeing that Draven was about to wrap up the wound like this, Cierra couldn’t stand it anymore and hurriedly said.

The right hand had been moving a lot, and it seemed that Draven didn’t care about it at all. If he continued to deal

with it casually, it might become more and more serious, and his hand might be

disabled.

She didn’t want to think of his hand every time she met him.

“What are you waiting for? Stretch out your hand.”

Cierra’s movements were very fast. She first took out the medicine and tweezers, then cut the gauze into a suitable

length with scissors and placed it aside for backup.

She had to clean up the wound first and take care of the surroundings.

She had to remove the bruises, apply the medicine, and finally bandage them. She couldn’t do it casually like

Draven did.

She pulled over a small stool and sat down beside his legs. Seeing that he still didn’t move, she

repeated.

Draven frowned and curled up his hands on his lap. “No need. It’s not a serious injury.”

This action provoked Cierra even more anger. She glared at him and said, “Give me your hand!”

Draven pursed his lips and looked down at her angry eyes. After hesitating for a while, he reached

out his hand to her..

“Maybe it’s a little…”

Draven slowly opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Cierra’s anxious voice.

“What’s wrong with you, Draven? Don’t you feel the pain? Mrs. Trevino is right. What Mrs. Trevino said is right. You

deserve it! Your hand is injured, but you still hold it tightly. If it’s disabled, don’t blame me!”

Cierra was truly angry. She had never seen someone who did not cherish himself this much.

Cierra thought. “It was the same on the night of his injury. He could have bandaged his wound first, but he insisted

on driving to the hospital with them. Why didn’t he bleed to death?

Draven frowned even more. “Why should I blame you?”

“Shut up!”

Cierra interrupted him and began to wipe his wound with a cotton cloth soaked in medicine. The coldness and pain

spread to his brain, making Draven tense up a little.

The bloodstains were slowly wiped away, revealing the original appearance of the wound. In addition, because of

Draven’s willfulness, it looked particularly ferocious.

Only then did Cierra realize how deep the wound was.

If it had been a little deeper, or if the cut had been a little higher, it would have injured his bones.

“If you’re afraid, I can handle it myself.”

Seeing that she had been staring at his palm, Draven couldn’t help curling up his hands to hide the flesh and blood.

“Don’t move!”

Noticing his intention, Cierra raised her eyes and glared at him.

Cierra changed the medicine and applied carefully. “It may hurt a little. Bear with it for a while.”

Draven lowered his eyes and looked at her fair and beautiful face. He wanted to ask her if she was afraid or not,

but then he thought of something. He didn’t say anything and just replied with a

“hmm“.

The cotton swab that was dipped in the medicine was gently wiped next to the wound.

Cierra was very serious and even blew lightly on the wound on his palm. When she needed to apply the medicine

again, she repeated as if she was coaxing a child, “If it hurts, just say it. I’ll be gentle.”

Draven remained silent the whole process and said nothing.

He didn’t feel any pain, but when the cotton swab landed near his wound, it tickled his heart a little.

It tickled.

He couldn’t describe his complicated emotions. He just hoped that time would slow down a little.

Unfortunately, there would be an end to the peace.

“It’s done.”

After applying the last bit of medicine, Cierra heaved a sigh of relief. She fetched the gauze that had been cut and

bandaged Draven’s wound.

“Your wound is so deep that your bones are almost exposed. You have to take good care of yourself. The hand is

very important. If you don’t take good care of it, you will regret it.”

She was very skilled in bandaging. After tying a beautiful knot, she began to pack up the medicine on the coffee

table.

Draven looked down at his hand and didn’t pay much attention to Cierra’s words.

He was wondering if Cierra could bandage his wound a few more times if he recovered slowly.

However, he suppressed this thought in an instant. Thinking of her skilled cooking skills, he couldn’t help but ask,

“Did you bandage yourself when you were in the Boyle family? Or… did you learn it abroad?”

Cierra’s hands froze and she turned around to look at Draven with a complicated expression.

She didn’t remember the matters after drinking, so she was still stunned when Draven asked her about going

abroad.

But she didn’t ask him how he knew about it.

Draven should know it since it was done by Aleah.

But even if he knew, he didn’t do anything to Aleah, did he?

He was afraid that Aleah would die, so he went to the hospital to guard her.

Cierra’s expression slowly turned cold, and her voice became colder. “Draven, this has nothing to do with you,

right?”

Draven frowned. He didn’t understand why the person who was applying medicine to his wound had suddenly

changed her attitude.

Subconsciously, he wanted to roll up his hands. Looking at the bandaged gauze, he held it back.

“Sorry, I’m just curious. If I make you think of those unpleasant things, I’ll apologize to you.”