Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 653

Ayla spoke calmly, but her words made Troy feel his blood turn cold. "What about Draven?" he asked. "You only mentioned breaking up once. You weren't fighting about it every day. But the moment you said it, he just walked away. Doesn't that mean he didn't care that much? Are you still going to choose him?"

Ayla hid the pain of the breakup deep inside herself. Her tone stayed quiet. "No, I won't."

When she had loved Troy before, she had fought hard to keep him.

That was what caring looked like. It meant you couldn't let go easily.

If someone left without trying to stay, then there was no real reluctance.

Troy wasn't wrong.

After Draven agreed to the breakup, he never once said he still wanted to be with her.

And in a few days, he would probably move to Zheron. He had stepped back again and again, and Ayla had noticed every time.

She wasn't someone who would chase after a man again and again without any pride.

Those were simply the facts.

Still, Ayla could tell that Draven needed her. After a breakup, no one could truly let go that easily. He wasn't the coward Troy claimed he was.

But Ayla had ended the relationship, so Draven wouldn't beg her to come back. Troy kept insisting that Draven didn't care about her enough, but that didn't really matter.

She had been the one to end things.

A breakup meant going separate ways. It meant walking away and slowly forgetting.

Of course, when someone asks to break up, they also have to be ready for different reactions. Some people refuse to let go and keep chasing after you.

That was Troy. Stubborn and obsessed.

Trying to keep you means he really can't let go.

And some people don't try to stop you at all. That was Draven. Maybe he simply respected her decision.

He had always been like that.

When they were together, he listened to her.

He listened to her even when she wanted to end the relationship.

Wasn't that exactly the kind of man she knew? The perfect Draven.

Maybe she should even thank him for respecting her so much.

Yet, even as she had that thought, a sharp pain quietly pierced her heart.

People were complicated.

Deep down, everyone hoped the person they loved would care about them. They wanted to be seen. They wanted to matter. They wanted someone to be happy when they arrived and sad when they left.

Troy gave a bitter smile. "So the only reason you keep me around is because of the kids?"

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