
{"id":24477,"date":"2026-01-30T10:27:06","date_gmt":"2026-01-30T10:27:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/retired-from-your-heart-novel-chapter-42\/"},"modified":"2026-01-30T10:27:06","modified_gmt":"2026-01-30T10:27:06","slug":"retired-from-your-heart-novel-chapter-42","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/retired-from-your-heart-novel-chapter-42\/","title":{"rendered":"Retired from Your Heart Novel Chapter 42"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Unwritten Feelings Drift by Austen 42<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 42 ne CEUS Half-brother\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 42 The CEO\u2019s Half-Brother\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Draven said, \u201cFind whoever gave it to you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla replied, \u201cI don\u2019t have his contact information.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSo what?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla remained silent.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>So she should not have treated Draven as a middleman and created trouble for him.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla understood and was prepared to leave.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Before she turned around, Draven\u2019s cool voice came from behind. \u201cIt\u2019s only a cup. James won\u2019t take your money.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Although they had met only once, James was extremely sociable and therefore certainly generous with money. Ayla also knew he would not care about the cost.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She simply wanted to avoid unnecessary ties. She didn\u2019t want to owe favors, nor did she want to take advantage of anyone for no reason.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla came up with a solution, so she said nothing more and turned to leave.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>When she returned to her desk, Sacha\u2019s expression looked a little strange.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Sacha wore every thought on her face and could not hide a thing.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla asked, \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Sacha lowered her voice. \u201cI asked my husband. It turns out Draven actually has a connection to the Winston Group.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>This was something very few people knew.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla had never asked about Sacha\u2019s husband, but it was likely that he moved in similar circles. Otherwise, he would not know such confidential matters.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Thinking Ayla knew nothing, Sacha continued, \u201cThe CEO of the Winston Group, Troy, is actually our CEO\u2019s half-brother. I was so shocked because I met Troy recently.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOn Monday, the day I took leave, I went to a dinner gathering with my husband. I happened to see Troy with his wife. Their relationship is extremely good.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla\u2019s hand, resting on her mousepad, paused.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Sacha\u2019s husband was probably not part of Troy\u2019s core circle. Otherwise, he would not have mistaken Skyla\u2019s identity.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla hesitated but still asked, \u201cHow good is their relationship?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Sacha said, \u201cMy husband treats me well, so I know what it looks like when a man treats a woman well. Troy took photos of his wife, searching every angle with patience, extremely attentive, until his wife was satisfied.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHis wife seems to be called Skyla. No one had heard of her before, but now almost everyone who has dealings with the Winston Group knows her. Many people secretly send her gifts, hoping to build a connection with the Winstons\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The Winstons were old money in Trensea. From Martin\u2019s generation until now, their network of influence could not be replaced. New tycoons like Conrad, who had risen with the tides of the times, could not even find a way to send gifts to them.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Naturally, many people wanted to curry favor with the Winstons.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla had always known Troy liked Skyla, but it had been only a vague concept.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>This past week, she had felt, through countless details, how deeply Troy cared for Skyla.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>And she had been shocked that the cold and distant Troy, who had treated her like a block of ice, was capable of loving someone to such an extent.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Once a person witnessed love like that with their own eyes, they would never narcissistically ask, \u201cWhy don\u2019t you love me?\u201d or \u201cWhat must I do for you to look at me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>With feelings that deep, no one could insert themselves into the space between them.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla\u2019s past efforts to warm Troy\u2019s heart had indeed been nothing more than wishful thinking.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She admitted defeat, even if the truth made her feel hurt, sore, and bitter. At least it forced her to see reality and stopped her from being foolish.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Yet she could not help feeling confused. If Troy loved Skyla that much, why had he married her three years ago?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>If he did not love her, he could have simply refused.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Troy was not the type to bow under pressure. Even if Martin had forced him, he should have\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>been able to resist.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Sacha glanced toward Blake\u2019s office, made sure it was safe, and then continued to slack off. \u201cBut one thing I\u2019m very certain of. Troy is extremely handsome, but he still cannot compare to our CEO.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla returned from her thoughts and teased, \u201cYour husband will get jealous.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHe won\u2019t know if you don\u2019t tell him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Of course, Sacha trusted Ayla not to expose her. She continued sighing, \u201cTheir father\u2019s genes are truly excellent.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Indeed, Eric had won the favor of a high-society lady in Zheron. His looks had played a\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>crucial role.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After work, Ayla had dinner at the mall, then went to M.L and bought a 40,000-dollar cup shaped like a star.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After returning home, she set up a temporary desk at her doorway.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Around nine in the evening, she heard the elevator door open outside.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Half an hour later, Ayla knocked on her neighbor\u2019s door, holding the M.L cup she had just purchased.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>One minute passed.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla rang the doorbell again.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Another 30 seconds passed before the door finally opened.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMr. Draven\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla\u2019s voice stopped abruptly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Draven wore a grey-white robe, the front open in a V-shape, revealing a stretch of collarbone and a portion of his chest covered in muscle.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>His hair was dripping wet, water tracing down his cool, pale skin. His pupils were icy, making him look like a sculpture carved from ice.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She regretted it immediately.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She should have waited another hour before knocking.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Draven glanced at the woman\u2019s openly wandering gaze, and in that moment, he found himself agreeing with James\u2019s earlier words.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>3\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Unwritten Feelings Drift by Austen 42 Chapter 42 ne CEUS Half-brother\u00a0 Chapter 42 The CEO\u2019s Half-Brother\u00a0 Draven said, \u201cFind whoever [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[70],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-24477","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-retired-from-your-heart-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24477","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=24477"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24477\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=24477"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=24477"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=24477"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}