Cierra also pretended to be pitiful. "That's right, Mr. Trevino. Don't you want to divorce me and marry Aleah?"
"Cierra, that's enough!" Draven was finally beside himself.
The two women started arguing, which gave Draven a headache.
Cierra kept pretending to be poor. "It seems that in your heart, Aleah is more important than me. You are so cruel. You almost broke my wrist!"
Cierra held up her swollen wrist with a pitiful expression.
Draven was also stunned.
Draven did not realize how much strength he had used. For the first time in the bathroom, Cierra cried out in pain, but Draven ignored her. Just now, Cierra did not even make a sound.
Cierra noticed his gaze. She put up a mocking smile. "Mr. Trevino, don't tell me you feel sorry about me? Just now, you did not show any mercy."
"Cierra, are you done yet?"
Aleah couldn't stand it anymore.
Aleah also couldn't bear to see Draven feel sorry about Cierra.