Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 748

Troy hadn't liked her at all before. Now that they were divorced, he couldn't accept being the one who was abandoned, only to realize that he actually had feelings for Ayla. What could be more ironic than that?

But everything was already too late.

Max said, "If Troy finds out, I'll try to hold him back."

Ayla looked at him. "Max, you don't have to do anything for me."

"I do want to help you, but I know the one who can really help you isn't me. It's Draven," Max said. He accepted everything. "Stopping him is just something small I want to do for you. And I'd also like to try convincing Troy to accept reality sooner, so he won't keep bothering you. Though I know the chances are slim."

Ayla didn't say anything more.

As for raising the child together with Draven, she still needed to talk to the Winstons about it.

But it probably wouldn't be a big issue. Not only was she the child's mother, but everything Troy had done was already clear to everyone. On top of that, Draven was the one currently keeping the child. Taking the child by force wasn't an option.

Max watched Ayla leave, a gentle smile still on his face.

But the moment the door closed, the smile disappeared.

It hurt.

It really hurt.

Max still wanted to stay with Ayla. Even if it was just joking around, it would have been enough as long as he could remain by her side. But that was no longer possible.

And his personality simply wasn't like Troy's. He couldn't act that crazily.

In truth, Max could have done it. But reality didn't allow it, because Ayla didn't love him. The reason Troy dared to treat Ayla like she belonged to him was because they had shared three years of marriage. That was his confidence and his justification.

Max didn't have any of that. Even if he had the ability, he didn't have the emotional drive to go that far.

For someone like Max, it wasn't easy to fall for someone. And once he did, it probably wouldn't be easy to forget either. But he had always lived a carefree life, never caring much about conventional ideas of love or marriage. He would just keep going as he always had, and maybe one day, he would truly let it go.

Max decided to go see Troy.

Troy had thought Ayla was still in Zheron, so he had been holding out and hadn't returned.

He stared at Max for a few seconds. All he could think about was the image of Max holding Ayla's hand and saying those words to him. His expression only grew worse. "There's more than just that for you to be jealous of."

Max understood immediately. "I just saw Ayla."

Troy's expression darkened instantly. The lifeless look in his eyes turned sharp and cold. "You came here to show off?"

"What do I have to show off?" Max raised an eyebrow. "Troy, in your mind, your only real rival is Draven, right? You never even considered me a rival."

Troy's expression turned icy. "No. I just never expected Ayla would choose you."

That was exactly why, when Ayla had appeared in front of him holding Max's hand, he had been so shocked. It made everything between him and Draven seem like a joke. What Ayla liked or didn't like had nothing to do with how fiercely he and Draven competed.

Because of that, Troy realized he had been putting his effort in the wrong place all along. If he had told Ayla about the child going missing, she would have stood on his side and resented Draven with him.

And it wasn't just that one mistake. In the past, every time Ayla got close to Draven, he had lost his temper. In reality, it was because he had placed too much importance on Draven, always thinking Draven was after everything he had. The weight he gave to his rival had been so overwhelming that he failed to see Ayla's thoughts and feelings at all.

That realization alone hit Troy hard. Now, he felt like spilled water that could never be gathered again, like he had already fallen off a cliff. He didn't even have the energy to pick a fight with Max anymore. Because right now, he felt like a complete joke.