Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 590

Chapter 590 Love Isn’t This

Granted, everything Troy had done was without Ayla’s consent. Ayla was the victim. She could choose to be cold and detached, to completely ignore the children who carried half of her DNA,

But if one day she happened to learn that the two babies were not living well, growing up in a twisted childhood like the ones Troy and Draven had known, could she really stay indifferent? Or if she met the children one day in the future, how was she supposed to react?

And then there was Draven.

When Ayla thought of Draven, her chest tightened with pain.

What Troy had done was vicious. It was a double blow.

She might be entangled with the children for the rest of her life, and Draven would be too.

Ayla knew Draven loved her and accepted her.

Once Draven found out about this, he would definitely suffer.

And taking it one step further, even if Draven could accept it, could Ayla really allow him to bear that pain without guilt?

If the roles were reversed, if Draven had two children on the way with the woman Ayla hated most, could she accept it? Ayla was an ordinary woman. She had already been damaged by Troy’s emotional neglect. She was terrified of being hurt again. She no longer wanted to endure a painful relationship. What she wanted in the future was a love where there was only each other. She simply did not have the emotional capacity to tolerate something like this.

Because those two children would constantly remind her that the man she loved had children with another woman, that they would be tied together forever.

Ayla would be tortured by that reality. Breaking up would be inevitable. Even if they still loved each other, they would have to separate. Dragging it out would onl

hurt more than ending it cleanly. She did not want to live the rest of her life with that constant ache lodged in her throat. She did not want to watch two children slowly wear down the love between her and Draven. That was never the relationship she had wanted.

Love was supposed to heal, not hurt.

Troy understood that better than anyone.

The thought of Ayla becoming like this because she might lose Draven was unbearable to him. He wanted to say something about how their future family of four would be fine, but when the words reached his mouth, they came out as cruelty, sharp and vicious, hurting he again. “Karma? I’ve been living in karma since the day I was born. That’s the thing I’m least afraid of. Ayla, you and Draven were never right for each other anyway. What’s so hard to let go of? Our babies are about to be born. You’re going to be a mother. Why can’t we be together?” Troy sneered.

“Sure, why not, but that was before the divorce. After the divorce, I had a new life an someone I truly loved. And you couldn’t stand it so you came to destroy it. You still want me to be with you? A family of four? Dream on, Troy. I’d rather stay single for the rest of my life than be with you. Go to hell,” Ayla shot back.

The word truly loved struck Troy like a blade. “Then what was I? What the hell was it when you chased after me back then?”

Ayla stood up, bracing her hands on the table, gring down at him with ruthless fury. I’ve never regretted anything I’ve done in my life, except you. Troy, you are the only thing! regret. If everything could start over, I would never, ever fall in love with you. You’re right about one thing. From the day you were born, you were never worth loving. Because you

always end up hurting the people who truly love you. You’re a lunatic. You don’t stop until everyone who gets close to you is shredded and bleeding.”

Her words hit Troy straight in the soul. No wonder they had once loved each other. They knew exactly where to strike to cause the most pain.