Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 686

Draven had always been the one to bear everything Troy threw at him.

Now, with every word Draven spoke, Troy felt deeply shaken. For the first time, a trace of worry crept in, and the thought that he could actually be worried about a "bastard" like Draven filled him with shame.

He was on the verge of losing his mind. When had he ever been this weak, this uncertain—especially when it came to the kid he'd bullied since childhood?

Troy completely lost control. "Draven, do you even understand? These two children are mine! Mine! Do you get that? They have nothing to do with you! Floyd and Esme are my kids, and no matter what you do, you can't change that!"

While Troy roared with rage, Draven remained perfectly calm. "I should be better at raising children than you. As their uncle, I can take care of them until they're adults."

What? Raise them until adulthood?

Troy looked ahead like he'd just heard the world's biggest joke. Only now did he realize Draven must be insane! Who does something so outrageous—trying to take his children and raise them until they're 18? Troy was their real father. Did Draven think he could just turn him into a bystander? Couldn't he have his own children? Damn it!

Troy's face twisted in disbelief. He never imagined there would be a day when he couldn't understand Draven at all. "Draven, what the hell do you actually want?"

Draven's answer was simple. "I told you—I'm punishing you."

Troy exploded. "What did I do wrong? I did nothing wrong! Everything I did was justified. You think you're qualified to punish me? Who do you think you are? You should be preparing for my punishment instead!"

Draven had no interest in arguing further. "Ever since we were kids, you've been able to get away with anything. At worst, your father would beat you, scold you, or lecture you. Those were the consequences for your bad behavior. But not everyone can keep being heartless forever. You went behind Ayla's back and selfishly had two children. Now you have to face the cost of your own selfishness. And in this world, no one is more suited to punish you than me."

The moment Draven finished, there was a sharp crash on the other end of the line—Troy was smashing everything in reach. The floor around him was soon littered with shattered fine porcelain.

Troy teetered on the edge of madness. All his life, he'd wanted the world to obey his will, but reality refused to bend. The moment he lost his grip on control, his fury was unstoppable.

Draven, however, saw it coming.

Ayla was always Troy's weak spot.

Troy once thought he could use their two children to control Ayla.

But those children had grown into real, living beings—and now, they were the very thing that made Troy vulnerable.

In a traditional-style business club, Garrett slipped the rosary beads from his wrist and rolled them thoughtfully in his hand.

He watched his agitated friend with a sense of deep surprise.

It hadn't been long since they'd last met, yet Troy seemed less and less able to contain himself.

No, Troy's coldness was nothing new. He was simply hard to read—except when his older brother was involved. Only then did Troy lose all sense of reason.

Now, dark anger and gloom twisted every line of Troy's face. The floor around him was littered with the shards of shattered, expensive porcelain.

Troy's rage wasn't only because Draven had provoked him. Something deeper must have driven him to this breaking point. Maybe Troy had finally run out of options, and that was what had finally set him off. After all, if he truly had confidence, nothing—no matter how dire—would have rattled him like this.

Garrett took a measured sip of coffee that cost tens of thousands. "Draven hasn't been in Zheron for long. I don't know him well. Are you sure he doesn't have any weaknesses left?"

Troy exhaled heavily, his brow knotted in frustration. He pinched the bridge of his nose, nearly suffocated by anxiety and a creeping despair. The children were his last bargaining chip. Without them, he had no idea how he could possibly win Ayla back—or force Draven to witness his happiness.