Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 672

Ayla counted each step, steadying her nerves as she opened the closet and pulled out her work clothes. She slipped into the bathroom, changed quickly, and came back out—only to find Max's usual warm smile gone. His eyes had turned cold, the pleasantness replaced by a sharp, unsettling chill. "Really? Chase them away in secret," he said, his voice as icy as his gaze.

He finished his call and hung up, but the frost in his expression lingered, refusing to thaw.

Ayla frowned, concern knitting her brow. "What happened?"

Max's tone was grave, almost grim. "Ayla, we've been followed... Actually, someone's been watching you for a while. Did you know?"

The idea of being watched made Ayla's skin prickle with unease. Her face went pale as she answered, "I had no idea. Do you know who it is?"

Max squinted, lost in thought. "If my guess is right, we'll know soon enough."

Ayla's mind raced through the possibilities. "Who do you think it is?"

Before Max could answer, a knock sounded at the door.

Ayla and Max exchanged a tense, loaded glance.

They both realized the person at the door could be the one who had been watching Ayla all along.

Ayla's first thought was Fabiola. After all, the night Jed had drugged her and tried to send her to Troy, she'd run into Fabiola in the hallway.

But for someone to show up so quickly, they had to have already known about last night.

That narrowed it down—either Troy or Draven.

If it was Troy, things would have played out differently. Troy and Max were old friends; Troy would have called Max first to confirm.

That left Draven as the most likely suspect.

Ayla's brows drew together. It made sense, but she couldn't figure out why.

The last time she'd run into Draven, he'd kissed her without warning. Maybe he was still angry about her breaking up with him, or maybe he just couldn't let go.

But when Troy had shown up, Draven hadn't said much. That meeting was all business—he'd only told her he was leaving Trensea.

Now, Draven had been in Zheron for nearly half a month.

Troy had warned her that if a man didn't want to break up, he would try to win her back—unless he was absolutely sure it was hopeless. Draven hadn't tried to win her back, which must mean he was ready to move on.

So why was he still watching her instead of settling into his new life in Zheron?

Draven had known the exact moment the babies were born. Maybe he was just keeping an eye on Troy... or maybe he'd been watching Ayla all along.

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