Divorce Me I'm Done Serving You (Ayla and Troy) novel Chapter 637

Chapter 637 You Have to Choose Me

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Troy had never been able to accept that Draven had taken Ayla from him. When Ayla and Draven first got together, Troy didn’t even know how he had managed to get through those days. And now that they had broken up, Draven had the nerve to kiss her. Troy could hardly get a hug from Ayla nowadays, but this motherfucker had the nerve to kiss her.

A dark fury gathered in Troy’s eyes. He stared at Draven as if he wanted to tear him apart. He had always hated him. Sometimes, he even wished Draven had never been born. Troy lifted his hand and pointed at Draven’s face, his voice icy with anger. “Touch my woman again, and you’ll regret it.”

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Draven lowered the hand that had been pressing against the sore spot of his mouth. His turned cold and sharp. “Ayla doesn’t belong to you,” he said calmly. “You’re not worthy of her.”

His tone was flat and casual, almost like he was talking about the weather. There was no threat in it. It sounded more like he was simply stating a fact.

But that calmness only made it harder for Troy to accept.

What Troy hated most was that certainty in Draven’s voice. No matter what he said, he always sounded completely sure of himself, as if he could never be wrong.

How could Ayla not be his woman? They had been married for three years. They even had children together.

And who did Draven think he was, speaking to him like that?

Troy usually kept his emotions under control. But whenever Ayla or Draven was involved, something inside him snapped. Right now, he felt like he might actually tear Draven apart.

Just then, Ayla’s voice broke through the heavy tension. “Troy, why are you here?”

Her words seemed to cool his anger a little. The, suddenly, Troy smiled, as if he had just found a better weapon,

“Draven,” he said with a mocking grin, “Ayla is the mother of my children. That alone gives me more right to stand beside her than you.”

Draven’s expression darkened, and the corner of his mouth tightened.

Troy felt strangely satisfied when he saw that reaction. Why should he be the only one hurting because of Draven? They were really brothers; it was only fair for Draven to feel the pain too.

Ayla spoke again, her voice calm but firm. “Troy the only reason anyone can stand beside me

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Chapter 637 You Have to Choose Me

is because I choose them. What’s the point of saying things like that?”

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“What’s that supposed to mean?” Troy said sharply, staring at Ayla with open anger. “I only said a few words about Draven, and you’re already rushing to defend him?” His tone grew harsher. “Fluffy’s sick. That’s why I came looking for you. And what do I find? You’re out here making out with Draven.”

Troy gave a cold, mocking laugh and pushed her further. “Ayla, make your choice,” he said. “You want him or the kids? Come with me now or stay here. But if you stay, you won’t see the children again.”

Back then, Troy had IVF to keep Ayla tied to him. Now the twins had been born, but Draven still hadn’t given up on her. He even dared to kiss Ayla by force. How could Troy possibly accept that?

For the past month, Troy had gone to Ayla’s place after work every evening to take care of the babies. Ayla usually ignored him. Her attention was always on the twins, but even that was enough for him.

As long as he could see her every day and as long as they weren’t fighting, Troy would be satisfied. Watching Ayla care for the babies with such love filled him with mixed emotions. He regretted the child they had once lost, but he was also happy. Floyd and Esme were their children. In a way, they had filled the hole in Ayla’s heart.

Ayla must be happy too. She seemed to enjoy this life.

Maybe living like this wasn’t so bad after all. Troy had even imagined spending the rest of his life this way. His only request was simple: Ayla had to stay by his side.

But the fragile peace he had built over the past month shattered the moment he saw Draven again. He was afraid Draven would take Ayla away once more. That fear quickly turned into anxiety, and the anxiety soon spiraled into anger

The words forcing Ayla to choose had slipped out before he even had time to think.

Still, he wanted an answer. A clear, final answer.

If Ayla chose Draven today, Troy didn’t know what kind of crazy thing he might do.

Under Troy’s watchful gaze, Draven’s hand slowly tightened into a fist,

So, it was all just an act, He wasn’t as calm as he made himself look. Even so, he kept that forced calm on his face, the same way he had when they were kids. That familiar, fake composure hadn’t changed, and it always made Troy feel sick.

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