Divorce and Freedom No More Homemaker for Him novel Chapter 379

Chapter 379 A Quiet Sense of Safety

Chapter 379 A Quiet Sense of Safety

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Whether Ayla was happy was another matter. Draven had asked her that; the awkwardness. didn’t disappear.

The situation made her think.

The Winstons had drained all her energy. She was exhausted. After everything that happened, she didn’t want to talk. She just wanted to be alone. Still, having someone nearby gave her a different kind of comfort.

For example, when she realized Troy was chasing after her, she felt trapped and irritated. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t shake him off. But the moment she remembered Draven was beside her, her heart settled down.

That was how they ended up here.

Kayla’s gentle attitude helped Ayla relax right away. Her attention shifted, and she stopped thinking about Troy completely.

On top of that, she had learned about Draven’s childhood. She was too busy quietly comforting him to care about anything else.

Ayla treated Draven well because he treated her well too. He had waited for her the entire afternoon.

She answered firmly, “I still need someone with me.”

Draven asked, “If you didn’t come with me, would you have gone to see Halle instead?”

Ayla smiled. “Honestly, I probably would’ve called her. Once she heard what happened, she would’ve dropped everything and run to me.”

“So I played the same role as Halle?” he asked.

Ayla couldn’t help but look at him.

He was still watching TV. The light and shadows gave his handsome profile different shades,

It was him.

The real him.

All of a sudden, Ayla didn’t feel awkward anymore. “Yes,” she said.

Draven noticed her gaze and turned around. His eyes looked unusually gentle under the

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light, and his voice was softer than usual. “Can I ake Halle’s place?”

Ayla froze.

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Draven stared straight into her eyes. The words he’d tested out were met with silence.

After a few seconds, he pulled back, choosing a safer line. “I mean as a friend,” he clarified.

Ayla replied quickly, “Not yet, Mr. Storm.”

Draven looked disappointed, but there was also hint of confidence and determination. “Then I’ll work harder.”

Ayla raised an eyebrow and smiled.

Draven picked up his phone. “I still have some work to handle. If you’re tired, go rest on the bed.”

Ayla nodded.

At the same time, she let out a quiet sigh of relief.

This was Kayla’s house. If Draven left the room, someone would probably ask questions, so he stayed inside. The bedroom had a small couch. Draven walked past the living area and went into the bedroom instead.

They were in separate spaces. They couldn’t see each other.

The brief conversation had broken the awkward tension. Now, each of them focused on their own things. Before long, Ayla closed her eyes.

Not long after, Draven walked out.

Ayla was slumped on the couch, completely relaxed and unguarded.

She trusted him far more than she realized.

Draven stopped in front of her, then slowly crouched down. He looked at her for a long time before lifting his hand and resting his palm against her cheek, gently brushing the hair away from her face.

Ayla’s eyelashes trembled slightly. Draven didn’t notice. He bent down and lifted her into his

arms.

Ayla was not petite, but in front of Draven, she seemed light and almost fragile. She weighed very little in his embrace.

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He lifted one corner of the blanket and carefully laid her on the bed. She did not wake up at all.

A man and a woman alone. Quiet. Close.

Draven felt the heat burn through his body, sharp and intense. Every muscle tightened.

Meanwhile, Ayla’s breathing grew steady and even. Her long lashes cast soft shadows beneath her eyes. He couldn’t hold back anymore. He leaned down and placed a very light, restrained kiss on her forehead. Then he looked at her. The desire in his eyes slowly turned into frustration. He didn’t want to stop there. He wanted more.

But in the end, he forced everything down. He straightened up and left the bedroom, returning to the living room.

When the room lights finally went dark, Ayla suddenly opened her eyes.

In the darkness, everything was blurry. She stared into the dark for a long, long time before finally closing her eyes again.

Ayla usually woke up early. With Martin’s birthday matter settled, she slept deeply that night. When she woke up, it was already eight in the morning.

The room felt unfamiliar at first, but she quickly understood where she was.

She got out of bed and stepped onto the soft carpet. Pulling open the curtains, she revealed a beautiful terrace. The calm view outside filled the room with light.

“Awake?”

Hearing her movement, Draven came over from the living room.

Ayla turned around. He was wearing a black shirt and black pants. The outfit was simple and neat, giving him a clean, sharp look. His tall, straight frame stood out immediately.

The shirt was clearly tailored for him. Any tighter and it would cling too much, making his chest look stiff. Any looser and it would hide the faint lines of muscle along his chest and

arms.

It was a purely masculine build-strong, powerful, and full of quiet force. Yet the black shirt softened it, wrapping that raw strength in elegance and calm authority.

The shirt was tucked neatly into his narrow wais Broad shoulders, slim waist, long legs. For a moment, he was more striking than the view outside the window.

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