Divorce and Freedom No More Homemaker for Him novel Chapter 427

Chapter 427 The Weight of Reality

When someone was sick, they felt miserable. Troy didn’t want to talk, and Ayla would tightly hold his hand, while all his senses focused on her grip, feeling only the warmth from her palm.

Troy always ignored this kind of warmth. Maybe it was because when he was sick as a child, neither Eric nor Carmen had ever shown him much concern. He’d grown used to his parents‘ indifference, so the tenderness Ayla gave him, he subconsciously took for granted, and he even felt that being left alone was the normal state of things.

But at the same time, being held by her hand and listening to her gentle voice felt comforting

Troy thought about it. He closed his eyes, then opened them again, and the illusion instantly shattered, leaving him with only cold reality.

Compared to this bit of physical pain, reality hurt much more.

Troy desperately wanted Ayla to come back, to be like before. Why can’t it be like before? What exactly went wrong…

The door opened.

Troy knew Max had come in. “You’re awake?”

Troy didn’t want to talk, but after being taken care of all night, he closed his “Thanks.”

He had never said thank you to Ayla before.

“Want something to cat?”

eyes and said,

“No.” After getting sick, Troy was weak, and no emotions could really flare up. “About last night, just pretend you don’t know.”

The night before, his emotions had been unstable. No matter what, it was embarrassing.

Thankfully, he and Max were close enough that he diet mind embarrassing himself a little.

And Max was always good at soothing him.

Ayla used to gently soothe him that way too. His chaotic emotions would always slowly calm down in her voice. Ayla once gave him a sense of stability and reassurance. He wasn’t afraid to show his worst side in front of her, and she always tolerated him. She was someone he could rely on…

He couldn’t keep thinking about it. He was almost at his limit.

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Is this what harsh joshbe does it hurt so much, so painfully, so unbearably?

Max asked. Are you really gonna fight Draven for her?”

Don’t try to talk me out of it Troy’s voice was hoarse. Once he got stubborn, no one could

change his decision

Max said. “Fine. I won’t. But I just called Ayla and told her you’re sick

Troy silently opened his eyes and looked at Max.

Max met his gare. You only react when she’s mentioned. Looks like you really care about Ayla now. Anyway, she told me that it’s just a fever, you’re not gonna die, and what’s a grown man being so dramatic for? Her exact words

Troy’s heart started to ache again in sharp waves. He didn’t even have the strength to curse him

Hule used to be so good to me. He did she become like thist

Can’t the Bulz from before ever come back to met

Max tried to comfort him. The sooner you give up, the sooner you can get back to a normal B. Troy, let it go You and Hyla are divorced. Divorced. Do you understand?”

Troy’s face was pale sickly, and weak. He gritted his teeth. ‘I can’t let it go.”

Ayla was an early riser. Her body clock nudged her awake. She lay alone in bed.

Draven wasn’t there.

She picked up her phone, about to call him, when she saw WhatsApp.

Tm in the study. Text me when you’re awake.”

She was about to reply when a message from Max came in.

Her drowsiness vanished in an instant.

message

sage from Draven on

Ayla got out of bed, sat on the couch by the floor–to–ceiling window, and called him back immediately.

Even after she hung up, her heart was completely calm.

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