Divorce and Freedom No More Homemaker for Him novel Chapter 320

Chapter 320 I’m Happy for You

Ayla glanced at Draven’s long fingers resting on the steering wheel. “But I guess it evens out. She gives me trouble, but you’ve got my back, so I’m not scared of her. Mr. Howell is reasonable–he didn’t let his sister blow up just now.”

Draven stayed focused on the road.

If he made their relationship public, Ayla would definitely run into problems. But at the same time, very few people would dare mess with her.

Still, the timing wasn’t right. Martin’s birthday was coming up. If he announced it now, he’d have to explain things to too many people,

Then at the birthday banquet, everyone would be talking about him and Ayla instead of celebrating Martin.

Ayla was still clutching her bag, her laptop tucked inside.

Draven noticed and said, “Give it to me.”

She instinctively loosened her grip.

With his longer reach, he took the bag and smoothly set it on the back seat.

Ayla saw that and smiled.

Draven was two years younger than James, yet he always ended up looking after others. Ayla was 24, four years younger than Draven. With that age gap, he took care of her in every poway.

That night, she got drunk, and he dried her hair before she fell asleep. After tha.. ey hadn’t seen each other for a whole week.

Only now did Ayla finally thank him.

“Thank me for what?” he asked.

“For helping me dry my hair that night when I was drunk.”

Draven lowered his eyes slightly, remembering how she’d unconsciously called out Troy’s name.

Ayla didn’t notice the shift in his mood and went on, I should’ve contacted you this week.”

Draven paused.

He’d been tangled up in that question all week.

Since she brought it up herself, he asked casually. “Why didn’t you message me?”

“I was worried you’d be too busy,” Ayla replied.

…I see.”

He couldn’t believe he’d been hung up on something that simple for a whole week. He’d never been affected like that before.-

Ayla caught the hint. “Were you waiting for my message?”

“Yes,” Draven said.

This time, she was the surprised one.

He smoothly found a flawless excuse. “Blake said you’re resigning. Why didn’t you tell me?”

Ayla wasn’t surprised anymore. “I didn’t have time. When I woke up that day, you were already gone.”

Then she explained. “It’s about my career. I’m starting a business with Halle. She’s waited three years for me. Now we’re doing it together.”

They were putting everything into making money and building their future.

After the divorce. Ayla turned her focus back to herself and found her drive again. She wanted to try more. felt full of energy, alive, and excited.

Ayla’s past with Troy felt like a forbidden topic. Talking about it would only make things awkward.

Still, since she’d be working with Draven for two more years, maybe they’d talk about it someday.

Even if it made him unhappy, since the conversation had gone this far, Ayla decided to explain.

Just then, her phone buzzed.

She opened it and blinked in surprise.

It was Casey, the male escort she’d chosen on the day of her divorce. He was a college senior.

The first message was a pinned location share.

“Avlat here.

“Come pick me up.

“I got dumped at…

Ayla waited for him to send more, but nothing else came.

She tried calling him, but he didn’t answer.

Draven noticed what she was doing. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s Cas… my friend, Ayla said, tapping the location. It was way out in the sub crazy far.