Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 395

Chapter 395

Ashton knew he had to keep getting stronger. Only then could he protect everything he cared about.

He had never forgotten that he was a stain that had to be erased and a bastard who shouldn’t exist in the Drake family. The moment the secret of his Drakeborne lineage was exposed, what awaited him was the pursuit and slaughter by a super–powerful family.

According to Lawrence, given the Drake family’s methods, not only would Ashton be wiped out, but his bloodline would be erased as well. His daughter, in particular, would never be allowed to live.

Ashton hated this feeling of having no sense of security.

What he wanted was to stand at the very peak of the world, powerful enough to enter the Drake family and finally find his father.

“Babe…”

Martha’s soft call pulled him back from his thoughts.

Ashton leaned down and kissed her, then sat cross–legged, turning his focus inward.

After last night’s brutal absorption through the Drakell technique, spiritual energy surged wildly inside him. It constantly refined itself into his flesh and blood. A dark, cold glow shimmered over his skin.

Ashton’s eyes lit up. He could clearly sense the barrier to the divine realm.

His pupils tightened as he pushed forward, trying to break through that final threshold. Spiritual energy roared inside him, crashing again and again against the invisible wall to the divine realm.

But it still didn’t break.

“I need more spiritual energy. I need to kill!”

Ashton circulated the Cosmic Breathing Technique and continued refining the spiritual energy within his body through the Drakell technique.

Without him realizing it, the pressure of the Drakeborne lineage grew increasingly ferocious. The power coursing through his blood was transforming.

“The divine realm.”

Ashton had a strong feeling that the moment he entered the divine realm, his bloodline power, techniques, and physical strength would all rise to an entirely new level.

“I’m really looking forward to it,” he muttered.

Ashton forced down his impatience. The more tightly he suppressed it now, the more explosive the breakthrough would be later.

On the path of cultivation, every step mattered. There were no shortcuts.

A few hours later, Martha, still soaked in happiness, stretched lazily and finally regained some of her energy. Her eyes shimmered with intense affection.

She wore a thin camisole that exposed her fair skin.

Unable to resist, she wrapped her arms around Ashton again, exhaling warm breaths.

The temperature in the room climbed once more.

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Martha nipped lightly at his ear as she called out in a tempting voice, “Babe…”

This woman was getting bolder by the second. It seemed she needed to learn some restraint, and that there would be consequences for trying to seduce him.

Desire flashed through Ashton’s gaze.

Just as the two were about to lose themselves again, a sharp ringtone broke the moment.

Ashton glanced at his phone. It was Sylvia.

After a brief hesitation, he answered the call.

“Babe.” Sylvia’s pleasant voice came through the line.

Ever since she and Ashton had crossed that line, she had changed the way she addressed him.

She liked calling him “babe“. It gave her a sense of happiness and security and made her feel like she truly belonged to him.

Ashton’s expression tightened. He glanced at Martha out of the corner of his eye.

To his relief, Martha only pouted a little. There was no displeasure–only a more profound affection in her gaze, as if she wanted to give herself to him even more completely.

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