Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 86

Ayla felt the truth hit her all over again. Troy did not care what she became or how she changed.

"You warned me not to check your schedule. I stopped crossing your lines before the divorce, and after it, I wouldn't even think about it."

"Using Draven to get under my skin makes you clever."

"I told you it was a coincidence." She frowned.

"You think one little coincidence gets rid of me that easy, Ayla?" Troy said.

"What do you want to hear, huh?" Ayla's face stayed blank.

Troy stepped toward her, and his height and build brought a heavy, instinctive pressure with him.

Ayla backed up to the doorway, and he kept closing in.

His cologne mixed with another woman's perfume. The scent made Ayla's stomach twist.

She pressed against the wall beside the door.

If he moved even one more inch, she would bolt outside where people could see.

Troy would never lose control in public.

Troy leaned down a little.

His narrow, dark eyes stayed locked on her. He stared like he was looking at a lover, but his gaze held no warmth. His voice dropped. "I don't like the way you look at me now."

He said, "I still prefer the way you used to try to please me."

His tone was dismissive and arrogant.

He had zero respect for her.

Ayla's chest rose and fell.

She looked at the man she once loved and said, "Mr. Winston, then you better get used to it, because I will never please you again."

Troy did not flinch. His mouth even lifted. He

asked, "I'll give you one last chance. Quit your job."

"Troy, we are divorced. You have no right to control anything I do. I don't need your approval." Ayla refused to back down.

Troy stayed calm.

He said, "This tough act of yours is new. Who taught you? Looks pretty convincing."

He acted like he praised her, but every word dripped with contempt.

Ayla stayed silent.

She had told Jed and Bria about the divorce, but they never believed her.

Out of all of them, only Max took her seriously. He listened. He respected her words.

She could talk to someone like that.

She could not talk to someone like Troy, who twisted everything through his own ego and never heard a thing she said.

If her words meant nothing, then there was nothing worth discussing.

He didn't deserve even five minutes.

"Doesn't matter what you say, I'm not quitting," Ayla said.

She pushed past him and turned to leave.

Troy lifted one hand and braced it against the wall, blocking her path.

Ayla met his eyes coldly.

Troy said, "Actually, I understand your choice."

Ayla froze.

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