Divorce and Freedom No More Homemaker for Him novel Chapter 518

Chapter 518 Drop the Bomb

The nightmare refused to loosen its grip.

If it ever let go, it would not have been a nightmare at all.

Finished

The deepest wound in his chest was dragged back into the open. Troy clenched the sheets and dragged in sharp, uneven breaths. Cold sweat soaked his forehead, and the corners of his eyes felt chilled, likely streaked with sweat that looked too much like tears.

Disgusting.

His head felt heavy and muddled as he stared into the silent, empty room. The blanket offered absolutely no warmth, and the cold seeped straight into his bones.

He had gone to bed on an empty stomach, cramps twisting and turning his insides. After falling asleep, the acid surged upward and burned through his chest. The pain was vicious, but he showed nothing as he got up and went to the bathroom.

The light flicked on, and the mirror reflected a ghostly pale face. Under the brightness, the moisture at his eye traced a clean line down his cheek, so convincing it looked like he had cried.

He did not cry. It was only sweat.

That made it even more revolting.

Troy bent forward and dropped to his knees before the toilet, retching. Sour liquid came up again and again until bile nearly followed.

When it finally stopped, his strength was gone. He stood, rinsed his mouth, splashed water over his face, and cleaned himself up.

He braced his hands on the counter and stared at the water stains, his thoughts drifting.

His fingers tightened unconsciously. Blue veins stood out along his hands, as if he might crush the stone beneath them if he could.

Ayla, it’s late. What are you doing right now?

You turned me into this. Are you satisfied?

You broke the one rule I lived by. I was fooled. If you were going to win, you should have stayed, enjoyed it, kept lying. let me sink deeper. How could you walk away halfway through?

Ayla, you know what?

Right now, I truly hate you.

Ayla finished up with Bria and drove back.

She and Halle had both been overwhelmed with work. Since they finally had time, Halle suggested grabbing a drink.

Chapter 518 Drop the Bomb

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Ayla went with her to Halle’s usual bar.

Halle could drink heavily if she wanted, but she rarely did.

When close friends met, there was no pressure to down shots. They drank lightly and talked.

They ordered a quality bottle. Halle took a sip and smiled, clearly in a good mood. “Ayla, there’s something I’ve never told you. Don’t get mad.”

Ayla tapped her glass against hers. “That depends.”

Halle dropped it casually. “I slept with James.”

Ayla nearly choked. She swallowed hard and stared. “When did that happen?!”

“Imagine if Bria knew what her idol was really like. She would dump him instantly.”

Ayla shot her a look. “Stop skirting it. Talk.”

“Alright.” Halle rolled the glass between her fingers. “The night you got the divorce finalized, I went drinking with you. James set up a singles gathering for you. You skipped it. I went. I drank too much, he drove me home like you asked. We talked, drank more, and then… it happened.”

Ayla’s eyes widened. “That was months ago. And you are only telling me now?”

Halle lifted her hand. “I only get involved with men I can control. I did not want anything serious, so we agreed to keep quiet and pretend it never happened. He agreed. I thought it ended there.”

Her expression darkened. “Turns out he did not keep his word.”

Ayla connected the dots. “That explains why he moved next door and got a dog named Lemon. He likes you.”

“Pure impulse.” Halle scoffed. “Men chase what they want and think they are entitled to it. He will not leave me alone.”

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