Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 743

Ayla really wanted to complain. Who went around with a face that handsome and striking, yet said he had low self-esteem? But insecurity was the best kind of "wedding gift" for a man. If anything, it only made him more appealing to her.

So Ayla rewarded Draven.

She cupped his jaw, rose onto her toes, and gently placed a kiss on his lips.

They had shared deep kisses before, the kind that left them breathless and weak, unable to pull apart. But none of those had felt as sweet as this one.

Because this was the first time Ayla had taken the initiative to kiss him after their breakup.

Something seemed to crash into Draven's heart, leaving it burning hot.

"Do you feel more secure now?" Ayla asked with a smile.

Draven looked at the smile on her face. His gaze brushed over her fair, slender neck. He restrained the urge to leave a mark there. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he kept his voice steady and controlled. "I do."

Before leaving, Ayla suddenly remembered something Bria had mentioned. "I heard you came clean about a lot of things to your father and grandfather?"

Draven said, "Yeah."

Ayla looked curious. "I know you've never liked talking about those things."

Draven said, "A lot of bad things happened to me in the past. I was always afraid to tell you. But even if you knew, it wouldn't have been a big deal. So I stopped caring. If saying a few things clearly could achieve what I wanted, then I would do it. Eric has been a failure as a father. He feels guilty, so he keeps an eye on Troy. No matter how reckless Troy gets, he'll still hold back a little."

"Okay, I understand." Ayla smiled and looked into his eyes.

"I'm really leaving now."

Draven lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead. "Go on. Text me when you get to Trensea."

"Okay." Ayla nodded and turned to get into the car.

Before Fabiola's bodyguard got in, he gave Draven a nod. When he looked up, he realized Draven's expression had turned cold to an extreme.

The bodyguard was startled. He hadn't been like that in front of Ayla at all. The switch in demeanor was almost shocking.

The car door closed, and the car drove off.

Only after the car was out of sight did Draven get into his own car.

...

After Ayla got into Fabiola's car, Fabiola kept studying her. Nothing seemed obviously off, but she could still sense a faint irritation in the air.

Ayla frowned. "You're upset just because I made you wait a bit?"

Fabiola froze for a moment, surprised. "You can tell I'm upset?"

She had always been good at hiding her emotions. It was hard for people to notice. Yet Ayla had picked up on it.

Ayla said, "So you really are upset? Why?"

Her temper was surprisingly strong, completely at odds with her appearance.

Fabiola leaned her elbow on the table inside the car, resting her chin on her palm. She smiled lazily. "Ayla, before you got out of the car, you looked like a storm was about to break. You were clearly unhappy. But after seeing Draven, it was like the clouds cleared. Your mood got way too good."

If Fabiola hadn't pointed it out, Ayla wouldn't have noticed.

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