Divorce and Freedom No More Homemaker for Him novel Chapter 324

Chapter 324 He Cries

Chapter 324 He Cries

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Casey was just a college student-easy to like and fairly good-looking. The way he’d tripped earlier even looked kind of cute.

Everyone had awkward, discouraging moments. Now that he was in trouble, he needed some support, and Ayla was willing to give it.

There was no hidden motive behind it. She simply saw someone who needed help. If it had been anyone else, she’d have done the same.

“Are you sure I’m not bothering you?” Casey asked again, unsure.

His voice cracked slightly.

Ayla glanced at the rearview mirror and noticed he was crying.

She suddenly thought of Kaleb. If he ever cried in front of her, the sun would probably rise in the west.

“Crying now? Haha, don’t worry. It’s the weekend. We’re not busy. Let’s check out the set first. Even if it doesn’t work out, there’s always next time. And hey, maybe you’ll get lucky!”

Casey cried, and Ayla gently comforted him.

Draven didn’t say a word.

When it came to crying, he couldn’t compete with young people.

He’d stopped crying when he was very young.

Casey didn’t want to cry either. It was embarrassing, but he couldn’t hold it back.

Only once he climbed into the car and it started moving did the tight knot of fear in his chest begin to loosen. And when the fear faded, the aftermath hit.

In a world with laws, jealous people wouldn’t really do much, but he was still scared and felt wronged. He didn’t understand why, even as a nobody, he’d already faced something so terrifying,

He’d been trying his best. Every audition had earned him praise.

Yet with just a flick, others could snatch away his chances, one after another. There was no fair competition.

And with nothing confirmed, Ayla had come to pick him up. She’d thought for him, making

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an extra trip just to take him to the crew and support him.

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He was stressed, anxious, sinking. But right then Ayla held him steady. Even his family hadn’t given him that kind of safety.

She had no idea how rare her kindness was to a college student who hadn’t even graduated yet, or how deeply grateful he felt.

She had no obligation to act that way.

She was truly kind.

Casey was lucky to have met someone like her.

Not wanting Ayla to see how messy he looked, he turned his face away and gave a slight nod.

Draven quietly listened to their conversation while texting someone to check on Casey’s background.

Then he put his phone down and stared out at the mountains.

Behind him came Casey’s broken, muffled sobs.

Being dumped like that was nothing unusual to Draven.

If he cried over something like that, he’d spend half his life in tears.

So he couldn’t empathize and understand it.

He even found it childish, like a kid.

That was why Draven’s expression stayed distant and cold. In his world, emotions like that didn’t exist.

But he said nothing. If Casey was crying, it meant he couldn’t handle what happened.

Anything could happen.

Hearing Ayla soothe him, Draven suddenly realized there was no point in calling it childish.

Because he could feel Ayla’s warmth and tolerance.

It was completely different from his indifference and lack of empathy.

The contrast made him realize he had grown up walking in darkness. The light Ayla offered could even hurt him.

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Watching Casey try to hide his tears, Ayla found it a little endearing.

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“I’ve heard that actors need to be sensitive and emotionally aware. That’s how you connect with a role. Now I get it. You’re made for this. That’s impressive. If you need to cry, just cry. No one is laughing. It’ll just make you better on camera.”

Casey’s face flushed, and his emotions slowly settled. After a quiet moment, he mumbled, “I’m okay now.”

“Really?” Ayla asked, checking the rearview mirror.

“Yeah.”

“Then sit properly and buckle up.”

“S-sorry, I forgot.”

He didn’t have to be so formal, but Ayla didn’t tell him to stop apologizing. She just let him be himself. People grew up slowly.

“I’ll drive a bit faster.”

Before speeding up, Ayla glanced at Draven.

Back when they left the Winstons, he’d ridden in her car once. She’d driven too fast, and he’d felt unwell.

“Can you handle it?” she asked.

Draven caught the concern. “I haven’t been drinking. I’ll be fine.”

Ayla’s heart skipped. He remembered that incident, too.

With Casey in the car, what Draven said carried quiet understanding only they shared, creating a sense of closeness.

“Okay,” Ayla said, unable to hide a small smile.

Draven noticed it, fleeting as it was.

With Ayla, reason never took the lead. Emotion always did.

Just like that oil painting.

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