Divorce and Freedom No More Homemaker for Him novel Chapter 522

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The sudden similarity startled Ayla. She almost never associated Bria with Draven in her thoughts.

When Bria said “my brother,” she always meant Troy and only Troy. Draven was never a part of that picture.

Ayla was about to change the subject and ask why Bria was so afraid of him.

But Draven looked at her with deep, steady eyes. “There is a reason Bria likes you,” he said.

Ayla blinked, stunned. Her eyes slowly widened. “You know that I am…”

Draven replied calmly, “Yes. I know.”

Ayla was completely shaken. “How did you even figure that out?”

Racing had nothing to do with her daily routine. She never showed that side of herself.

‘How did you notice? Did you follow me tonight? No, wait. Why would you be tailing me?”

Ayla narrowed her eyes, now genuinely curious. “Tell me.”

‘Do you remember the day you cried?” Draven asked.

Ayla had cried in front of him more than once, but something tied to racing made her pause. Then she remembered. It was at the Winston Estate.

Martin had hosted a welcome dinner after Draven returned to the country.

Troy had abandoned her on the dark mountain road. She panicked, ran back, and broke down quietly in the front yard.

It had been past two in the morning when Draven suddenly came downstairs and said he wanted to leave. Since they lived next door to each other, she had driven.

She had driven fast.

Draven had told her to slow down.

She still remembered how his gaze lingered on her hands, her posture, and the way she handled the wheel.

“You …

figured it out that early?” Ayla stared at him, genuinely amazed. That level of attention was frightening.

She had wanted to surprise him, yet he had surprised her instead.

Her eyes lit up. “Why did you not say anything to me back then?”

“Because knowing was enough for me,” Draven said.

After returning, he had learned about Ayla and Troy’s divorce. Later, he realized Ayla was the racer he had

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admired for so long. Slowly, his heart opened. The closer he got, the more reasons he found to like her.

The truth was, he had already liked Ayla even before that.

When you liked someone, whether that person was Sol or not, she kept touching those hidden places that made your heart react.

Thinking about how unstable she had been back then, Ayla felt relieved that he had stayed silent. It let her breathe more freely.

Draven glanced at the clock. “Sleep.”

Ayla opened her arms.

By now, he lifted her effortlessly and carried her to the bed as if it were instinct.

As easy as always.

Ayla almost wondered if she weighed nothing. She pinched his arm, firm with strength.

“Have you been working out again? Your muscles look better.”

Not bulky, just clean and defined. Draven’s skin was pale, and despite his strength and presence, he still looked sharp and refined.

Honestly, she never grew tired of that body. She could touch it forever.

Troy had been fit too, but they had felt distant, like strangers. There had been no closeness whatsoever. In

a normal relationship, this kind of ease only existed with Draven.

Draven smiled. “You’re a few years younger than me. I cannot afford to slack off.”

At times, he felt like he was taking advantage of her.

He would be turning twenty–nine soon. It was not old, but compared to Ayla at twenty–four, he felt like someone who needed constant upkeep.

“Are you having an age crisis too?”

Ayla looked at his sharp, striking face and laughed.

“It is because my girlfriend is too young,” Draven said.

Ayla loved that answer. It was sweet enough to soften her completely.

Dating really was better than marriage.

No burdens. No pressure. Just enjoyment.

Draven set her on the bed, pulled the blanket back, and lay down beside her.

He had barely settled when a small hand slipped under his shirt, traced his abdomen, and moved higher.

His breathing faltered. The woman noticed and withdrew, satisfied.

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