Divorce and Freedom No More Homemaker for Him novel Chapter 451

Chapter 451 Jealousy

By the time he finished talking, they’d already reached the edge of the bed.

He laid her down gently on the mattress.

Ayla tugged the blanket over herself and rolled onto her side. “Go wash up. I’ll wait, and we’ll sleep together.”

She’d gotten used to sleeping next to Draven. But whenever she tossed and turned–or let her hands wander -his breathing always ended up a complete mess.

Ayla felt like she should probably start doing some mental prep. Draven wasn’t exactly a priest around her; sooner or later, they were going to cross that final line.

Of course, as long as she wasn’t ready, Draven never pushed. At most, he just kissed her.

When she felt ready, she’d talk to him about it herself.

Draven brushed his fingers through her hair, then got up and went to wash up.

Some of his clothes had already migrated into Ayla’s walk–in closet, and his toiletries sat neatly in her bathroom.

The truth was, they were living together now.

So, what if she called Troy’s name twice in a nightmare?

Still, when he turned away, the line of his mouth tightened–quietly pressed into a straight line.

He turned on the shower; water came down in a steady curtain.

Watching the droplets slide down, Draven thought that his time with Ayla would definitely outlast whatever years she’d spent with Troy Winston.

When that day came, he’d be the one she could never replace.

Draven, you need to be patient.

People are greedy like that. Once you’re together, you just want more. Now that she was his girlfriend, his appetite had only grown–he wanted Ayla to love him with her whole heart. Every time Troy’s shadow appeared, it scraped across his raw nerves, making that craving sharper and more urgent. Compared to before they got together, it was so much harder to keep his feelings in check.

So, Draven repeated the same warning to himself again.

Ever since Melody found out from Herman that Ayla and Draven were neighbors, she’d been on the verge of losing her mind.

Fabiola sat with her, gently pried the bottle out of her hand, and poured her a glass of water.

Melody took it and downed several gulps, anxiety buzzing off her. “They’re neighbors. Neighbors. How does a secretary like Ayla afford a penthouse in Westhaven? Even the smallest units there cost close to a hundred million dollars. How is she that rich? No–forget that, that’s not the point. The point is, how can they be neighbors? It’s way too convenient for dating. Ayla has to be scheming. What if she seduces Draven? Do you

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Chapter 451 Jealousy

think they’ll end up together?”

Her brain was scrambled; whatever crossed her mind just spilled out of her mouth.

Fabiola, on the other hand, stayed perfectly calm no matter how much she ranted. With her long, straight black hair and soft demeanor, she had the vibe of a campus babe–gentle through and through. She was the ideal person to vent to.

Melody stared into her dark, glossy eyes. “Fabiola, if you hadn’t come keep me company, I honestly don’t know how I’d survive in Trensea right now.”

Melody was still fuming. “God, can Ayla just disappear already? She’s so annoying. Why does she have to go after the man I like?”

She’d liked Draven at first glance, and she’d poured everything into trying to get close to him.

Melody had even tried every trick she could think of to please Kayla, but Kayla’s aura made her practically untouchable. Melody was downright scared of her.

The best route should’ve been through Herman, but all her brother ever did was throw cold water on her dreams–zero actual help.

Damn it.

“Am I supposed to just sit here and watch that shameless woman hook up with Draven?” Melody rambled, half hysterical. “Fabiola, I can’t handle it. I can’t even handle the thought of it. I cannot accept someone like Draven being good to another woman. I literally can’t picture it!”

Once Fabiola felt she’d finally vented enough, she stepped in to soothe her. “They’re just neighbors. It’s not like they’re officially together. Don’t stress yourself out too much.”

Melody still couldn’t calm down. “But neighbors are perfect for creating chances to date.”

Suddenly, a thought hit her, and she exploded all over again. “Do you think Ayla would actually strip naked and stand in front of Draven?”

It was pure speculation, but the image alone made her furious. She gritted her teeth. “That shameless Ayla!”

Back at the airport, Ayla and Draven had walked side by side, dressed so perfectly matched. Melody was convinced Ayla had done it on purpose–wearing a couple–style outfit just to make him feel like they were in sync.

Fabiola thought for a moment. “I already poached one artist her company was trying to sign. I can keep helping you.”

Melody felt like Fabiola was her real family. “How are you this good to me?”

“Stargaze is a company my dad handed over to me anyway. I can do whatever I want with it. Helping you a bit is no big deal.”

Melody had met Fabiola’s father before. He looked strict and imposing, but the way he spoiled Fabiola was on another level.

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