Divorce and Freedom No More Homemaker for Him novel Chapter 430

Divorce and Freedom: No More Homemaker for Him

Chapter 430 A Proper Confession

Ayla’s cars slowly turned red.

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Draven loosened his hold slightly. Being that close just now, he’d felt the unmistakable softness against his chest, and it had made him restless.

During the day, Draven would rein himself in a bit, avoiding exposing that beastly side and ruining his image in his girlfriend’s eyes.

Of course, his restrained and aloof image would shatter sooner or later, but the contrast was too great, so he needed to give his girlfriend time to ease into it, or she might get scared.

“When you want anything from me, you have to tell me Draven said. “In the meantime, I’ll try to figure out how to be a good boyfriend.”

Ayla felt warmth bloom in her chest. “Okay.”

Draven cupped Ayla’s face. “There’s still something missing.”

Ayla was too busy basking in the sweetness to understand. “What?”

Draven’s expression suddenly turned serious.

“I’ve been thinking about how to confess my feelings to you, where and when to do it. I didn’t act because I felt the timing wasn’t right. I never expected you to be the one to say you wanted to be with me first.”

Draven looked at Ayla deeply. “So I still owe you something. I’ve never formally said this to you.”

He said each word with solemn sincerity. “Ayla, I love you.”

Because I love you, I want to be with you.

Ayla saw the seriousness in Draven’s eyes, without a trace of doubt.

Draven wasn’t the type to sweet–talk. His words were always deliberate and carried weight. They were completely trustworthy.

Ayla loved this dependable man too. He looked cold, but she knew he was gentle inside.

Being loved by someone felt really good. Ayla happily threw herself at Draven.

Draven easily caught her by the hips, lifting her off the ground. “What are you doing?”

Ayla said, “I love you too. I wanna hug you because I love you.”

If Draven suspected this was all a dream, then she’d use the way they both liked to prove it wasn’t.

Like hugging and kissing.

Draven carried Ayla to the bed and pinned her down, kissing her fiercely. Her initiative was the strongest drug for him, pushing him toward losing control.

Draven kissed her lips down to her neck. The mood was perfect, his lips already skirting the edge of going

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Chapter 430 A Proper Confession

A ringtone abruptly interrupted the morning intimacy.

Draven got a call from James, and Ayla got a call from Halle.

Both of them wanted to drop by.

Early in the morning, they couldn’t wait to check in on a brandnew couple.

Draven released Ayla. His iron self–control snapped him back fast. He helped Ayla into her loosened sleepwear and pulled her up.

Realizing what had almost happened, Ayla couldn’t help but firmly cup his face.

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No matter how well Draven could hide it, the tips of his ears were a little red, though his face looked calm. “Careful with your knee.”

Ayla ground her teeth. “Impressive. Even in that state, you still noticed my knee?”

Draven chuckled at her expression. Though it was a pity they hadn’t gone further, there would be another chance.

“I couldn’t help myself with you.”

Ayla blinked.

This was the good thing about a mature man. He didn’t act shamelessly. Ayla could see the reluctance in his eyes, but he was more concerned about soothing his slightly prickly girlfriend.

“I’ll get your clothes.” He was happy to wait on her.

Ayla changed in the bedroom and unapologetically chased Draven into the bathroom.

Before, she’d never have dared treat him like that.

Being a girlfriend is awesome. I can even boss Draven around now.

Before long, Draven was dressed. His dominance and desire were immediately restrained by a simple outfit, turning him back into the aloof, distant man others saw refined and elegant, like someone out of a fashion spread. Ayla felt a bit dazed looking at him.

Nothing seemed different.

Yet she was absolutely certain that everything was different.

For some reason, Draven’s restrained, elegant demeanor made Ayla especially want to tease him, to see that other side of him lose control beneath his composure.

Draven was holding medication, about to change the dressing on her knee.

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