Divorced but Delighted

Chapter 66 What Did You Want to Do to Me Just Now?

The man on her shoulder did not respond at all.

He pressed on her, burying his furry head into her shoulder. His hot breath made Cierra not dare to

move.

Without the support of the wall behind her, she would have been crushed to the ground by now.

She gritted her teeth and slowly helped him up so that she could stand up more easily. Otherwise, she would fall down before he could wake up.

"Draven?"

After helping him steady a little, she frowned and looked at the person on her shoulder.

"What's wrong with you? Can you hear me?"

"It hurts..."

The man's (h oa rse) voice came out of his throat, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. The expression on his face showed that he seemed to be in pain.

He seemed to have fallen into a nightmare, falling into a bottomless abyss.

Like someone drowning and helpless, he suddenly grabbed a piece of driftwood and hugged the woman in his arms tightly. His strength was so strong that he seemed to want to drag her into the nightmare! Cierra froze as if she had been trapped in this place by the man's aura.

She heard the man's murmur and felt his hot breath on her shoulder.

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Cierra closed her eyes and hesitated.

She could have pushed him away. Even if he died here today, it had nothing to do with her and she could even get rid of him completely.

She didn't have to feel guilty. After all, he had once wanted her to disappear from the world.

But in the end, she couldn't be ruthless. She would be a good person this time and repay his grievances with good deeds.

Taking a deep breath, Cierra opened her eyes and spoke in a low voice.

"I'm not leaving and I won't leave you behind. Can you hear me? Where does it hurt?"

Although the elevator was closed, the air could flow, and there was no suffocation in the space.

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Moreover, they had only stayed inside for a short time.

The only thing that could make a person like this was his Illness.

Cierra didn't know what was going on with him, so she could only guess that he had a heart attack. She tentatively reached out to touch his pocket.

She found the car keys, mobile phones, wallet... and a handkerchief. There was no medicine at all. She frowned. Other than taking out her phone to see if there was any signal, there was nothing she could do about this situation.

It was not her character to sit still and wait for the people outside to rescue her.

If she was like that, she would have been raped by those people abroad and then thrown into the deep sea.

"Is there really no medicine? Then why

it happened?"

Cierra thought for a moment and pinched Draven's philtrum, trying to wake him up.

Unfortunately, it was still of no use.

She had no choice but to unbutton his suit to see if there were any pills in his pocket.

But she was in the darkness and Draven's head pressed on her. It was very difficult for her to move.

She could only rely on the corner of her eyes and her own feelings to untie the man's clothes and then fumble along his clothes.

"It's really strange. He looks like he exercises every day. Why does he suddenly have an attack?"

Cierra touched the man's abdominal muscles and couldn't help muttering.

She did not forget her business. She explored the hidden bag inside to see if there were any medicine bottles or something like that. Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed by a force.

"Cierra... What are you doing?"

She didn't know when Draven suddenly woke up. He sounded tired, but his dark eyes were filled with anger, even if he was still a little confused..

The two of them hugged each other in a strange position.

Cierra was stunned for a moment, and then she subconsciously pushed him away.

"Hmm..."

Draven let out a m uffled groan. He didn't have much strength. Being pushed so suddenly, he hit the wall of the elevator with the back of his head, making a soft sound.

Cierra was a little afraid and looked at him with concern. "I'm sorry. I didn't expect you to wake up.

Are you okay?"

He glanced at her. It seemed that he didn't want to see her, so he closed his eyes again.

"What did you want to do to me just now?"

His voice was a little (h o a rse), but it sounded cold.

Cierra rolled her eyes at him. "What do you think I'm going to do to you? Don't tell me you think I'm trying to touch you while you're unconscious."

He didn't reply. His frown showed that he was still in pain.

Cierra knew she can't anger a patient, so she patiently explained, "I thought you were sick, so I wanted to see if there was any medicine on you. It's just that you were pressing down on me just now, so I couldn't see your pocket. I could only... fumble around."

She was a little embarrassed to say the last two words.

However, she had to admit that the man's figure was quite good.

"I don't think I've suffered a loss, "Cierra comforted herself.

"I'm not sick."

He said with his eyes closed.

"Then what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly lose consciousness?"

Cierra was not angry. No matter what, she would not bully such a weak man.

She took out her phone from her bag, opened a packet of paper under the phone's light, and wiped her shoulders, as well as her wrist that had just been pinched by Draven.

His forehead and palms were sweaty, and his body was sticky.

At this time, Draven opened his eyes and looked at her with a frown. Especially when she wiped her wrists, he frowned even more tightly.

"Do you want to wipe it?"

Cierra thought that he felt uncomfortable because of the cold sweat, so she asked.

However, before he could answer, she remembered that he was sick at the moment, so she took the

initiative to wipe his face with a tissue.

"Take the phone."

She stuffed the phone into his hand.

The moment Cierra moved closer to Draven, his breathing stopped for a moment, and his palm suddenly tightened.

Under the dim yellow light, he could clearly see her eyelashes, nose bridge, red lips... And every breath he took was filled with the fragrance of her body, which did not dissipate for a long time. He didn't say anything to stop her but thinking of her touching his body and holding him in her

arms...

No, it should be said that he was hugging her.

"Wipe your palms yourself."

She

gave another piece of clean tissue to him. "I'll turn off the lights first. I don't know when the elevator will be repaired. What if it runs out of battery..."

"Don't turn off it."

Just as she was about to take her phone away, the man suddenly spoke. At the same time, he held the phone in his palm to stop her from taking it away.

But they were so fast that their hands were held together.

In other words... Draven grabbed her hand.