After that, he followed Ayla wherever she went.
Ayla never reacted well when pushed, and what he said actually sounded reasonable. The conversation returned to the matter of calling him by his first name. "You really want me to call you Draven?"
Draven said, "It's only a form of address. Yes."
Ayla suddenly smiled, her eyes narrowing slightly, "Right, your mother also said something else that day."
Because of what happened before, Draven immediately sensed trouble. His brows drew together. "What did she say this time?"
Ayla looked straight into his deep eyes. "Kayla said I'm her goddaughter. From now on we're basically siblings. So calling you by your first name casually fits perfectly."
Draven was speechless.
Draven suddenly realized his mother loved interfering. He spoke firmly, "Stop listening to her. You're only allowed to be her daughter-in-law, not her goddaughter."
Ayla fell silent right away.
Only then did Draven notice what he had just blurted out.
Ayla had always avoided any talk about marriage.
Draven knew he had stepped on a landmine. The bold confidence he showed earlier disappeared instantly. He backed down. "Ayla, if you don't want to call me that, then forget it."
Ayla never cared much about these. If they were lovers, calling him by his first name was of course, normal.
If they were together, Ayla would not mind saying it. But saying it now felt too much like acting coy.
She just felt a little uncomfortable.
Ayla even suspected Draven intended exactly that.
He was slowly softening her defenses and surrounding her with gentle attention.
Draven's aim was clear. He already admitted he wanted her back.
Troy had the same goal, but his approach was completely different.
Ayla realized she could not resist Draven's sweet tactics. She easily fell into his gentle rhythm.
Troy was the complete opposite. He could not be gentle, and after only a few sentences they would already start arguing and colliding head on.
When she faced Troy, Ayla could stay calm and logical.
But when she faced Draven, it was much harder.
The best solution was to distance herself from Draven first and clear her mind before making another decision.
Ayla said, "If it feels right, fine. For now I'm changing clothes."
Draven looked at her and could not resist reaching out to touch her face.
As his hand moved closer...
Ayla leaned back and avoided him.
Draven failed to reach her cheek. The CEO studied her carefully twice before leaving the bedroom as if unwilling but forced to.
Ayla watched him go and unconsciously smiled.

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