Divorce and Freedom No More Homemaker for Him novel Chapter 318

His racing heartbeat and sudden lift in mood said it all.

Draven couldn’t make himself look away. He kept his eyes on Ayla as he walked toward her.

He stopped when he was about three feet away, forcing himself to pause. Otherwise, he might’ve pulled her into a hug.

Because he was taller, he looked down and asked, “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming to get me?”

“I texted you.”

Draven felt it didn’t make sense. He’d been waiting a full week for a message from her and had checked his phone before boarding. There was nothing.

He took out his phone and checked again.

The message had only been sent a few minutes earlier.

“If I’d seen it, I would’ve replied,” Draven explained.

It wasn’t really something that needed explaining, but Ayla said nothing and remained quiet.

Noticing that, Draven asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Mr. Howell’s sister came to pick you up. Aren’t you waiting for her?”

He frowned.

Ayla continued, “If I’d known she was coming, I wouldn’t have come.”

Right after she said that, Herman and Melody walked over.

Melody had already been irritated seeing Ayla alone. Now that Ayla was standing so close to Draven, she completely lost it.

She complained immediately. “Herman, it’s Ayla. She bullied me and even insulted me-

Before she could finish, Herman stepped in front of her coldly. His face was more serious than ever, full of warning-

Melody hadn’t expected his attitude to change so fast. Her words got stuck. She looked stiffly at her brother, then at Ayla, and finally at Draven–who didn’t even glance her way,

Draven didn’t want to look at her at all. He stood beside Ayla instead. The space between them was less than three feet.

There was no touching, but for Draven, that alone was already rare with a woman.

Melody’s eyes filled with pain, mixed with anger and frustration.

She clenched her fists and turned toward Herman, hoping he’d back her up and deal with Ayla

But his expression didn’t soften.

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That answer didn’t satisfy her, but Herman ignored her unreasonable persistence. When the staff brought the luggage over, he headed out.

Only after they got into the car did Herman add, “From now on, stay away from Ayla.”

“Herman!” Melody snapped. “Do you know what Ayla said about me? She said I don’t understand manners, that I offend people when I talk, that I don’t think before I speak! Look at her–she’s just a secretary! I’m your real sister! What right does she have to look down on me like I don’t matter?”

“What right?” Herman looked at the emotionally out–of–control Melody. “Because she’s Draven’s secretary, not mine. Get it?”

He even thought Ayla’s comments were accurate, not insulting.

Melody refused to accept it. “You always act like everything I do is wrong. Can’t you see how much this hurts me? Have you ever thought about helping me?”

“I’ve taught you many times, but you never listen. Is that my fault?” Herman squinted. He didn’t say what she wanted to hear, his tone flat as he asked, “If you like Draven, does that mean he has to like you back? Why should he?”

He forced her to face the truth again. “If you and Draven were meant to be together, it would’ve happened long ago. But all these years, he’s treated you like a stranger. You should’ve let go by now. If y don’t, you’re the only one who’ll get hurt.”

Seeing how upset she was, he softened his voice slightly. “You need self–awareness. Learn to let go of things you can’t force. Otherwise, your whole life will be spent chasing what you can’t have. Remember–you matter more. No matter how great Draven is, if loving him makes you unhappy, then he’s not worth it.”