"How is that possible!"
Draven subconsciously denied it as he averted his eyes from Ryan and turned to look at the chaotic floor.
"If I liked her, why would I want to divorce her? As for why I put it off..."
He swirled the wine glass in his hand and leaned over on the table. "You see? Just when the news of the divorce was released, there were already many kinds of men around her. Anyway, we grew up together. I can't let her get lost."
Ryan bit on a cigarette with unhappiness and had yet to light it. When he heard this, he frowned. "It's fine if you scold others. Are you talking about me? Are we friends?"
Draven glanced over and snorted. "I knew who you were."
There were many unmarried men in their circle. But so few men still had their virginity. Ryan had sex with countless women.
If Cierra were to marry Ryan, she would be ruined.