Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 810

Kaleb's face darkened. "Do you have no self-respect at all? I've already rejected you, and you're still clinging to me!"

Bria's eyes turned icy, like she wanted to slap him across the face. She kept going, her tone merciless. "You're talking about yourself, aren't you? If I so much as gave you a cold look, you'd be gone in a heartbeat. Kaleb, you're the one who can't handle rejection, not me. I don't feel embarrassed, and I definitely don't feel like I've lost my dignity. Your rejection just makes you a challenge I haven't conquered yet, nothing more. So what if I got rejected? I don't care. I told you, it only makes me want you more!"

Looking at how aggressive she was, Kaleb felt cornered. If she's really got no shame, am I supposed to be stuck dealing with her forever?

He could ask Ayla for help.

But as a man, he couldn't stomach not even being able to handle his own relationship and needing to turn to his sister. He wanted to deal with things between him and Bria himself.

The problem was, he had never met anyone like Bria before, never encountered a personality like hers. He didn't even know where to start.

Kaleb was furious, but in the end, all he managed to say was, "Bria, don't make me hate you."

Bria stared into his eyes. Her hand clenched tight, a sharp pain stabbing through her chest, her mood sinking even further. Her voice turned colder. "Hate me, then. I'd rather you hate me than act like I don't exist. Hate is still a kind of feeling. It means you care about me, that I matter to you. That's better than being ignored. What's so bad about that?"

Kaleb's face shifted between pale and flushed. He wanted to lose his temper. Normally, when he got angry, it was directed at other men.

Bria was a woman. Losing his temper at a woman was something he despised.

And Bria's shamelessness seemed to have no limit. It was like nothing could touch her.

Kaleb didn't want to see her for another second. He grabbed her wrist and dragged her toward the door.

His voice was cold and firm. "I'm taking you home."

He had reached the point where he couldn't fight her, so the only option left was to avoid her.

Kaleb was strong, and Bria was forced to stumble forward a few steps. But she had no intention of leaving just like that. Her gaze darkened as it fell on his lean waist, and she suddenly lunged at him.

Kaleb didn't expect her to keep fighting like this. His step faltered, and he slammed into the ground with a loud thud. It hurt.

But in that split second before they hit the floor, his body reacted on instinct. He shielded Bria.

Kaleb was so angry his mind stopped working. "Get off!"

"I'm not going anywhere. By the way, I like this position. Next time we're in bed, how about we try this?"

She said something suggestive, but her expression and tone were sharp enough to cut.

Kaleb's face turned bright red. He was still a man, and despite himself, his mind started filling in images he couldn't control.

He couldn't take it anymore.

Gritting his teeth, he tried to push himself up.

Bria felt him struggle and pressed down just as hard. Even though she was a woman, she was tall and physically trained, with real strength. As Kaleb forced himself up, his face, ears, and even his neck turned red.

Bria was lifted off the ground in his arms as she struggled, shouting at him, "Kaleb, what are you doing? I might want you, but if you try to force anything on me, you're dead!"