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

Chapter 672 His Phone Call

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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.

f 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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Chapter 672 His Phone Call

Ayla’s heart skipped a beat.

Was Draven really unable to let go?

But if he couldn’t move on, why not just come see her?

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It wasn’t as if Ayla was heartless. She’d always treated Draven differently than she treated Troy-there was never the same disgust. She wouldn’t mind having a real conversation with him.

Was it because she’d broken up with him that he was now too afraid to reach out? That didn’t make sense-if a guy wanted a girl, shouldn’t he be the one to take the first step?

Ayla’s confusion deepened. Had Draven moved on or was he still trapped in the past?

Her expression stiffened.

The last time she saw Draven, he seemed like a stranger-no longer the steady, warm person she remembered, but someone darker, more brooding, a side she’d never known.

Suddenly, Ayla couldn’t help but wonder-did she ever really understand Draven at all?

Max noticed Ayla’s unease and gave her a reassuring smile, the kind that made people want to relax. “It’s all right. I’m here.”

Ayla blinked, snapping out of her thoughts, and nodded. “If you weren’t here, I wouldn’t have even realized there was a stalker after me.”

No matter who had been watching her, Ayla felt her skin crawl.

It wasn’t just that someone was keeping tabs on her-it was the thought that every move she made was being observed. Who could live with that?

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