Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 772

Ayla didn't look away from Troy. She saw the sincerity in his eyes, but also knew that she would never get involved with this man ever again. Troy was no longer someone important to her, so she was able to let it all go.

"Okay, I accept your apology," Ayla said with a smile.

Tears slid down Troy's face.

"Once you're better, you can see the kids. They're your children, after all."

After saying that, Ayla turned toward the man who was watching her in the crowd. Her smile widened.

Troy noticed it and his face drained of all colour, as if he was in severe pain.

"Goodbye," Ayla said to Troy, still smiling, before she turned away and walked toward the man in the crowd.

Troy watched as Ayla walked further and further away from him.

He watched as Ayla walked up to Draven. Not wanting to make Draven jealous, she draped her arms over his shoulders, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him in front of everyone.

Troy finally understood.

He had lost the love of his life.

Forever.

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...

When Ayla presented her AI model at the global AI tech conference, Kaleb had been there as well to support his sister.

The celebration party had ended close to one in the morning. Kaleb had only stopped worrying after watching Draven drive Ayla back to the hotel. Immediately after that, he'd headed straight for the airport.

While he was on the way, he received a message from Ayla, "Let me know once you land."

Kaleb frowned. He was already 22. He didn't understand why his sister was fussing over him like he was three.

Kaleb didn't send her a reply.

Just before boarding, his phone rang. It was a call from Draven.

Kaleb's frown deepened. After a moment's hesitation, he answered the call.

He didn't say anything as he put the call through.

Draven got straight to the point. "Your sister sent you a message. If you don't reply, she'll be worried about you."

Kaleb scoffed, "My sister and I grew up together. How we get along is none of your business.”

"If you don't reply to your sister's messages, I'll call you. So, do you prefer talking to your sister or me?" Draven never got angry with Kaleb, but his voice had a calm authority that was always able to put Kaleb in his place.

Kaleb's expression turned dark, and without saying anything, he hung up the call.

Am I your family, or is he? Kaleb couldn't help wondering.

He turned off his phone, pulled up his black hoodie, and walked down the aerobridge, one hand holding his small suitcase, the other stuffed into his pocket.

Between the ages of 21 and 22, Kaleb had grown another inch, from six-foot-one to his present height of six-foot-two. On top of that, with his boxing training, his shoulders were no longer narrow—they were broad and well-built.

He was dressed all in black, with only a pair of icy eyes visible and a few strands of black hair peeking out from under his cap.

Kaleb shared the same cool, detached eyes as Ayla, but his masculine bone structure made his eyes even more striking. The natural, icy sharpness of his gaze alone made it clear that he was a very handsome guy.

He had a natural charm, and combined with his youth, his build, and presence, made his every action radiate the pure vibe of a young, handsome guy, almost like a rising star in entertainment.

After getting on the plane, Kaleb was getting ready to sleep.

All of a sudden, a girl wearing a mask approached him. "Hi... can I... can I get your autograph?"

Kaleb lifted his gaze to look at her.

Immediately, the girl stopped talking. She'd been shocked by the look of surprise in Kaleb's icy gaze. At the same time, she realized that she'd mistaken him for someone else.

Kaleb's eyes were different from her idol's. In fact, Kaleb was even more handsome.

Her face flushed, and she stammered in embarrassment, "I'm sorry! I mistook you for someone else!"

The moment she finished speaking, she ran off.