
{"id":24525,"date":"2026-01-30T10:29:03","date_gmt":"2026-01-30T10:29:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/retired-from-your-heart-novel-chapter-90\/"},"modified":"2026-01-30T10:29:03","modified_gmt":"2026-01-30T10:29:03","slug":"retired-from-your-heart-novel-chapter-90","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/retired-from-your-heart-novel-chapter-90\/","title":{"rendered":"Retired from Your Heart Novel Chapter 90"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Unwritten Feelings Drift by Austen 90<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 90 Awkward\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 90 Awkward\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>53\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>+10 Free Coins\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The red light turned green, finally giving her a chance to change the subject. Ayla said quietly, \u201cMr. Storm\u2026 the light\u2019s green.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cRip-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Draven suddenly tore off her bandage.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla didn\u2019t even have time to react. Her hand flew up to her neck, eyes wide in shock.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A heartbeat later, he forcefully pulled her hand away. And he saw it-that unmistakable red mark.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A kiss mark.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Draven\u2019s gaze dropped, instantly darkening-black, heavy, bottomless. Before he even registered the impulse, his thumb was already pressing against the bright red mark.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Not gently. Hard. Grinding down like he was crushing a tiny bug beneath his fingertip.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The pad of his thumb was rough, calloused.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The pressure against her skin stung-sharp, itchy, electric.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The gesture was, ironically, incredibly intimate.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But Draven\u2019s brows were drawn together, his face cut sharp as a blade, and the cold in his eyes was frightening-an oppressive, suffocating weight that filled the entire car\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>All she felt was fear.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>For a split second, she genuinely thought that if he wanted to, he could snap her neck with one hand.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Cars behind them kept honking, impatient drivers yelling out their windows, But Draven\u2019s car was a luxury model-nobody dared come up and bang on his window,,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Outside, noisy chaos.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Inside, crushing silence,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla\u2019s mind went completely blank before her rationality came back.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She looked at the man inches from her face-finally realizing something was wrong,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>What the hell was he doing?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMr. Storm?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla reminded him, \u201cI\u2019m not feeling well.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Draven lifted his eyes. Their gazes met-his coldness receded instantly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>17:08 Fri, Dec 26 JOM.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 90 Awkward\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He drew his hand back and placed it on the steering wheel.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Foot on the gas, he drove forward.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla frowned at his profile.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>His mouth was a hard, thin line, the corners pulled down, his expression unreadable.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He was angry?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She was about to ask, but Draven spoke first. \u201cUgly. Put the bandage back.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Even if he hadn\u2019t said it, she would have covered it again.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Once the bandage was back on, her mind finally steadied.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>253\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>+10 Free Coins\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Bria throwing red wine on her-Draven stepping in-Ayla understood now. Yes, partly because she worked under him. But also because Bria was his half sister.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He couldn\u2019t stand her behavior, so he interfered.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As her \u201cbrother,\u201d he had the standing to.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He tore off the bandage earlier because he wanted to see whether Troy really laid a hand on her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>If Troy committed domestic violence, Draven would absolutely get involved.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But finding out it was a kiss mark? Awkward.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla understood why he was pissed. He stepped in thinking she\u2019d been hurt, only to run into \u2026 that. Anyone would feel like they\u2019d overstepped.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The rest of the drive back to Westhaven\u2019s basement garage was silent. He didn\u2019t say another word.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Out of the car. Into the elevator. Out of the elevator.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>They were seconds away from going their separate ways when Ayla suddenly called him.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Draven turned, expression blank.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMr. Storm, I know you checked the mark because you were worried Troy hit me. Thank you. You really are a good person. I don\u2019t think you were meddling, so don\u2019t overthink it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Draven said nothing.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>People in the Storms called him cold-blooded, antisocial, and cursed him to burn in hell.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>And this woman dared call him a good person?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>This was probably the most absurdly misplaced compliment he\u2019d ever received.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>2\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>17:08 Fri, Dec 26\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 90 Awkward\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m not a good person.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He tossed out the words without emotion and walked away, not accepting her gratitude at all.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla was the one left not knowing what to say now.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Yep. That was very, very Draven.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>+10 Free Coins\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Back home, Ayla washed up and checked the mirror. The mark on her neck was too conspicuous.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She rubbed ointment over it, then returned to her study.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Her original plan was to finalize the divorce certificate first, then inform Martin. But after Troy\u2019s behavior today, she changed her strategy.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The moment Martin returned, she would tell him everything.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla couldn\u2019t restrain Troy when he went mad.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But someone could.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>And then there was Bria. Ayla needed to think of a way to make Bria stand on her side.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>That wasn\u2019t too hard.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It had been a draining weekend. Ayla worked in the study until midnight before going to bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But not everyone slept tonight.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>At Dimensia Labs, a meeting was in full swing.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Kaleb and Emmett sat stone-faced, listening to the tech department\u2019s report.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Their database had been hacked.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Large-scale game development required massive amounts of data. Losing data meant their entire system was crippled.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Their firewall-built by a former employee-was solid as iron, with high-level permissions. They never imagined someone could break through.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDid you find out who did it?\u201d Kaleb asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWe\u2019re still checking.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cFind them before morning!\u201d Emmett was furious. They had finally recovered thanks to Ayla\u2019s 100 million investment-And now they were being hacked again.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cKaleb, I\u2019m betting it\u2019s our rival.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>3\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>ec\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 90 Awkward\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Kaleb stayed cautious. \u201cGet some proof first.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>52\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>+10 Free Coins\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cKaleb, I\u2019m telling you-it\u2019s that competitor. RuneLogic! The company your brother-in-law invested in!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Kaleb\u2019s cold, sharp gaze turned even darker.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSay \u2018brother-in-law\u2019 one more time-and get out.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>4\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Editorial Board Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.<\/p>\n<h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Unwritten Feelings Drift by Austen 90 Chapter 90 Awkward\u00a0 Chapter 90 Awkward\u00a0 53\u00a0 +10 Free Coins\u00a0 The red light turned [&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-24525","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\/24525","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=24525"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24525\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=24525"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=24525"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=24525"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}