Divorce and Freedom No More Homemaker for Him novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119 Clown Act

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Bria saw that Ayla wasn’t saying anything, so she smirked and asked, “What? Are you scared?”

Renee happened to walk by and looked surprised. “Ayla…”

Bria said, “If you’re scared, then hurry up and … Ouch!”

Ayla slapped Bria across the face.

Ayla didn’t hold back. The hit sent Bria stumbling, her head buzzing and her check burning.

Renee froze, shocked.

Damn.

Bria was so stunned she didn’t even have time to get angry. She stared at Ayla, confused and helpless.

Smack!

Ayla hit her again, even harder.

Bria stumbled a second time.

Renee snapped out of it. She rushed forward to pull them apart, but Ayla grabbed Bria by the neck and slammed her against the hallway wall.

Ayla was a few inches taller than Bria, so she didn’t need to look up. With her cold expression and sharp eyes, she looked fierce–almost regal–and completely intimidating.

Bria’s head spun. Her cheek hurt. Her throat tightened, and she could barely breathe.

That rush of pain finally made her react.

Ayla had slapped her twice. Now she was choking her.

Bria’s eyes went wide.

Damn! Ahhh!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

A wave of rage hit her so hard she started shaking. “Ayla, you …”

Ayla squeezed a little harder, and Bria couldn’t finish her sentence.

Her eyes burned with fury. “Ay … Ayla … are you crazy? Don’t you care if you …

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“These two slaps are my way of apologizing. Do you like it?” Ayla asked with a straight face.

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Bria was so angry that she almost passed out.

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Renee, intimidated by Ayla’s energy, didn’t dare pull her off. She tried calming her instead. “Ayla, can you … maybe let go?”

Ayla glanced at Renee, then tossed Bria to the side.

Bria steadied herself and tried to jump back at her.

Ayla grabbed her by the hair, slammed her face against the wall, and held her there hard enough to mash her cheek out of shape.

Bria felt like she might faint from anger.

It hurt so much. Ayla actually pulled my hair? Seriously? I’m gonna explode! This bitch is insane!

Bria twisted and fought to break free, but Ayla’s grip felt like iron. She couldn’t move at all.

And Ayla didn’t look like she planned to ease up. That tiny flash of fear made Bria’s chest tighten.

But she refused to back down. “Ayla, you’re dead! I’m telling Troy! He’ll never let you go, you crazy bitch!”

“I already slapped Troy a few times. Why would I be scared of you tattling?” Ayla said calmly. “Go ahead. Next time I see you, I’ll keep slapping you.”

Bria’s eyes widened. She stared at her like she couldn’t believe it. “You … you’re lying!”

She didn’t even dare talk back to Troy unless she was acting cute. Slapping him? Impossible.

Ayla was done talking. She let go. “I’m not joking.”

Bria wanted to strike back, but one look at Ayla’s cold eyes made her freeze.

That fear made her even angrier. She gritted her teeth. “There’s no way you would dare to hit Troy!”

Ayla said, “If you don’t believe me, go ask him.”

Then Ayla started to walk away.

Bria had never been humiliated like this. She took the chance and lunged, grabbing Ayla’s shoulder… But the instant she did, her eyes went wide, like she’d seen a ghost.

Damn.

Why is Draven here?

Ahh!

Bria’s fingertips were about to dig into Ayla’s shoulder, but she stopped herself so hard her arm trembled.

For one or two seconds, she stood frozen. Then her clawed hand slowly flattened, and she gently patted Ayla’s shoulder instead.

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Bria forced a sweet smile, eyes lifting coyly. Even her voice turned soft. “Ayla, why are you walking so fast? You had a little dust on your shoulder, so I just wanted to brush it off.”

Ayla and Renee both stayed silent.

Ayla stared at Bria like she was watching a clown act.

Rence had seen Bria being cocky many times, but seeing her act this scared? Renee had no words.

Bria kept winking at Ayla nonstop, begging her to play along.

Because Bria had figured out two things about Draven. First, he would always protect Ayla because she was his secretary. Second, after secretly studying him all week, Bria discovered something else.

Draven was the “good guy” type. He hated seeing people get bullied. At that charity gala at the House of Myur, if she hadn’t dumped that drink on Ayla first, Draven wouldn’t have turned it back on her. It was her own fault, and Draven had only punished her for it.

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