Divorce and Freedom No More Homemaker for Him novel Chapter 485

Divorce and Freedom: No More Homemaker for Him.

Chapter 485 Lovely Friend

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[Forget it. Mr. Storm’s vacation setup probably has a spa menu and towel service. You two enjoy it without me!]

[Scratch that. Ayla, just pretend I never said a word. Have the best time!]

Draven had a few drinks during the dinner. Ayla drove that night. She read Sacha’s texts and laughed under her breath.

Sacha really was something else.

Draven hadn’t taken his eyes off Ayla once.

Ayla locked her phone and didn’t react. She already knew he’d been staring the whole time.

The moment he saw her near the parking lot, his gaze had latched onto her like a spotlight. It wasn’t creepy or weird. Just intense. But it still made her a little tense. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I want to look at you,” Draven said. His voice was soft. His eyes were even softer.

If Sacha had been there, she would’ve flipped. It was like watching a thunderstorm die in an instant. The pressure from earlier? Gone.

Ayla’s surprise appearance had clearly hit him hard. But in the best way.

The second he saw her, something inside him calmed down.

Ayla didn’t say anything right away. Then she added, “I’m driving.”

He was messing with her focus.

Draven leaned slightly toward her. “You still haven’t told me why you showed up.”

He’d asked before. Just like when he brought up her meeting with Herman.

He didn’t let things slide. He needed her to say it herself. Needed to hear the words out loud.

Ayla didn’t mind. In fact, whenever she said something personal, Draven reacted like she’d just given him a piece of gold.

That wasn’t how it was with Troy. With Troy, saying anything felt useless. He either ignored her or mocked her. Nothing she said ever got a real response. Eventually, she gave up trying. Her passion died out from all the little jabs. She lost her desire to share her moments with him.

Draven wasn’t like that. He listened like it mattered. He gave her very passionate answers.

He responded like it mattered.

He was always the first to reach out. Always the one to show her how much she meant.

Even when she said nothing, his eyes followed her like she was the only one in the room.

Chapter 485 Lovely Friend.

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Different man. Different energy.

Ayla used to be awful at saying what she felt. Now, without even noticing, she was starting to learn how. “On the way home, I kinda missed you,” she said. “So I came to pick you up. Thought it’d be a nice surprise.

Any man who heard that from the woman he loved would’ve melted.

Draven had never heard words like that in his life. His only memory of happiness was back when he was a kid. His grandfather visited once in a while. That was it. After age seven, it was all business and silence. Nothing warm. Nothing good.

Later, he made friends. But friendship wasn’t the same as real connection.

Ayla was something else. She was happiness. It was great.

As a kid, he’d needed his parents. They were never there.

So he stopped expecting them.

But now? Now Ayla showed up out of nowhere and gave him the exact thing he never thought he’d get. Real comfort. Deep comfort. It reached something buried inside him. Slowly. Quietly. But it was happening.

He still looked like the same man on the outside. But something in him had changed. Just a little. But enough to matter.

He always thought he needed her more than she needed him.

He always thought he was the one who couldn’t walk away.

They hadn’t been together that long. Not compared to the three years she spent married to Troy. That comparison haunted him. The only thing that gave him peace was that Ayla and Troy never had a kid. If they had, they’d be tied for life.

Draven’s eyes darkened for a second. But her words softened something in him.

He loved what she said.

Ayla turned her head briefly. His eyes stayed locked on her face. Firm. Unshaken.

And there was more warmth in them now.

She saw it.

He was happy again.

That made her smile too.

Then his hand reached over and brushed under her chin. A slow, lazy scratch. Affectionate. Possessive.

Ayla didn’t stop him. Sometimes, Draven acted like he couldn’t stand not touching her. Like being close

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