Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 158

Chapter 158 What Am I to You?

Chapter 158 What Am I to You?

Ayla was ready to leave. She didn’t even bother saying goodbye.

She stood up to let the people behind her pass.

Ayla had just turned when Troy followed her. After only a few steps, he blocked her path.

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She frowned. Troy’s face looked calmer now, so she didn’t snap. She met his sharp, deep eyes and asked plainly, “Do you still want to argue with me?”

Troy held the divorce certificate, rubbing the edge with his thumb. His eyes were fixed on her and nothing else. Then he pulled at the corner of his mouth and, for the first time ever, said, “Wify.”

Ayla’s scalp tingled. She stared at him in shock.

Her reaction pleased him. He smirked, but his voice was cold and cutting. “That’s the last time I’ll call you that.”

They already got a divorce, but he still came all the way over just to mock her. Ayla was disgusted. “Good. I don’t care at all.”

“Oh? Then what do you care about?” Troy asked in a slow, coaxing tone, like he was someone who could grant her anything she wanted. As if her answer was something he could hand out like a favor.

In that moment, Ayla spoke from the deepest part of her heart. “I care about a life without you.”

Troy didn’t know why, but the look of disgust in her eyes actually hurt him.

Back on the Aqualith, Ayla had yelled at him to get lost, bold and heartless. He never took it seriously.

In fact, he had been curious, almost entertained, wondering what other sides of her he’d see. Nothing about that had stung.

But now, somehow, Ayla’s words cut him.

Ridiculous,

How could Ayla hurt him?

How could he let her hurt him?

Troy stayed silent. His face didn’t change. “Oh? Really?”

“Really,” Ayla said, firm and low.

Troy still showed little reaction. He even nodded as if he were agreeing to something serious. Then he walked away.

Ayla curled her hands into fists as she watched him go. After provoking her, he left her with nothing but a cold, distant back.

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Chapter 158 What Am I to You?

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They were already divorced. Ayla shouldn’t feel anything anymore. But the moment she saw Troy turn his back on her again, her chest tightened. She had seen this scene too many times in their three-year marriage. Every time, it cut her deeper. Every time, it reminded her how alone she was with him. She hated it. She hated the way he always walked away first.

So she immediately left first, wanting to leave him far behind. But somehow, he still managed to walk off before she did.

Ayla clenched her teeth in frustration. But she wasn’t the same woman anymore. Back then, she would stare at his back, hoping he’d turn around. Now, they weren’t a couple anymore. Whether he turned back or not meant nothing.

She headed to the parking garage to get her car.

What she didn’t expect was this: the man who had never once turned around actually came storming back.

And compared to the calm face he had before he left, this one was twisted with anger-almost vicious.

Ayla was startled and automatically took a step back.

Troy charged toward her, grabbed her wrist, and barked, voice shaking with rage, “What am I to you? Some kind of toy? When you love me, you decide to marry me. When you don’t, you just toss me aside? Who gave you that right? How dare you treat me like this!”

Ayla’s mind went blank. The shock hit so hard she didn’t even understand his words at first.

Troy leaned in, clenching his jaws, eyes sharp as ice as he glared at her. “I’m asking you! How could you do this to me? What do you take me for?!”

Her blank mind slowly cleared, and a wave of fury rose inside her too. But she didn’t shout back. Instead, she looked straight into Troy’s eyes-searching. For regret. For sadness. But there was nothing. Absolutely nothing.

So what was this outrage for? What was he accusing her of?

Ayla couldn’t understand him at all. She asked quietly, clearly, “Troy, do you love me?”

Troy didn’t even pause. “No.”

Ayla let out a bitter laugh. “Since you don’t love me, what are you making a fuss about?”

Troy’s face turned stone-cold. “Answer me first.”

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