
{"id":24575,"date":"2026-01-30T10:30:56","date_gmt":"2026-01-30T10:30:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/retired-from-your-heart-novel-chapter-140\/"},"modified":"2026-01-30T10:30:56","modified_gmt":"2026-01-30T10:30:56","slug":"retired-from-your-heart-novel-chapter-140","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/retired-from-your-heart-novel-chapter-140\/","title":{"rendered":"Retired from Your Heart Novel Chapter 140"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Unwritten Feelings Drift by Austen 140<\/h1>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 140 It\u2019s Me\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 140 It\u2019s Me\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla was speechless. \u201cYeah, that\u2019s something he\u2019d do.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>98\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>+35 Free Coins\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Will couldn\u2019t help sneaking a look at her. \u201cYou\u2019ve got serious self-control. If a woman treated me like that, I\u2019d be flustered and start catching feelings. I\u2019d have to watch myself, or I\u2019d fall for her. My head would be a mess.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSure, that\u2019s normal. But Mr. Storm isn\u2019t into women.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>What Draven said earlier could\u2019ve sounded suggestive, but Luke was provoking him, and Draven just played along, hardly blameworthy.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As for the lounge-he\u2019d been drugged, so his mind wasn\u2019t clear. That\u2019s why he said he\u2019d wait for her divorce. Given how disgusted Troy made him, he didn\u2019t want her keeping any loose ties to Troy, so he urged her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Besides, Draven already made it clear. Only when she was fully divorced would he believe Troy was truly in her past.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>So, all in all, Draven didn\u2019t act out of character tonight.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Will felt that strongly. \u201cExactly. That\u2019s who he is. Nobody gets to shake him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla nodded. \u201cYeah, that\u2019s why he stands out.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou sound like you really look up to him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMr. Storm has this magnetic vibe. Tons of people admire him. I\u2019m just one of them.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Will said he looked up to Draven, too. Then, they switched to talking about Luke making headlines. \u201cAyla, you blew my mind. You surprised me in the best way. No wonder Halle says you\u2019re the love of her life. You\u2019re amazing.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Shawn had asked them to keep things quiet, but gossip still spread. Troy kept tabs on Draven, so he knew everything by 2:00 a.m.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Draven standing up for Ayla? To Troy, that was just him protecting his own people-not evidence of feelings.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He just hated seeing Ayla connected to Draven at all. And he hated even more that they were going through all that together.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>9:41 Thu, Jan1 d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 140 It\u2019s Me\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>What really set him off? Today was their third wedding anniversary.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>97\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>+35 Free Coins\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Before, he might have forgotten. But a week ago, he reminded Ayla that the anniversary was her deadline to apologize.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She didn\u2019t come home. Instead, she spent the week traveling for business with Draven.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She had no intention of apologizing and was basically daring him.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Troy was not just upset-he was furious.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Yeah, he was angry!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>So a few hours later, he flew into Aqualith on his private jet.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He sat in the hotel lobby below Ayla\u2019s floor and called her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla had finally finished her week and was taking a day off, sleeping in. When the phone rang, she didn\u2019t check the caller and just answered, \u201cHello.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019s me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Her eyes opened slowly, shaking off sleep instantly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Troy said, \u201cCome downstairs.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ayla sat up fast, rushed to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down. But she saw nothing. \u201cYou came to Aqualith?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Troy let out a harsh laugh. \u201cYeah. I came to spend our anniversary with you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh, so today\u2019s our anniversary? Wow, Troy, you actually remember?\u201d Ayla\u2019s tone was dripping with sarcasm.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Anger flared in him. \u201cYou don\u2019t remember? Didn\u2019t you say you were looking forward to today?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cUh-huh. It\u2019s been four whole weeks.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He didn\u2019t understand. \u201cFour weeks of what?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Suddenly, it clicked for her why Troy hadn\u2019t really listened to anything she\u2019d said all month. He hadn\u2019t taken the divorce seriously at all. To him, it was just the same old venting. He never thought she\u2019d actually go through with it. He never guessed she was serious.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Once it hit, Ayla clenched her teeth.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>9:41 Thu, Jan 1 d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 140 It\u2019s Me\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cTwenty-eight days have passed. Just two more, and it\u2019ll be Monday.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Following her words, Troy\u2019s face fell.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>97\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>+35 Free Coins\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He gripped his phone tighter, his expression darkening. People in the lobby noticed the change and instinctively stepped back.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWe\u2019re going to the courthouse to get the divorce certificate,\u201d Ayla said, each word sharp and cold. \u201cDon\u2019t forget to show up.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Then, she hung up.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Troy had shown up at dawn just to ruin her mood. After hanging up, Ayla stayed still for a moment, seething. Then, she cleaned up, got dressed, and asked the staff to send her breakfast upstairs.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The door opened, but it was Troy.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He wore plain casual clothes, looking like he hadn\u2019t slept. His face looked pale, with dark, bruised shadows under his eyes. There was a harder, more dangerous edge to him now.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He shut the door behind him, and it hit the frame with a heavy bang.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Troy didn\u2019t move or speak. He just stared at Ayla-the woman he hadn\u2019t seen in a week. She wore all black, sharp and businesslike. Her skin was fair, her gaze cool, and her expression blank, giving her an icy, lethal edge.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>i\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>3\/3\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 140 \u00a0 Chapter 140 It\u2019s Me\u00a0 Chapter 140 It\u2019s Me\u00a0 Ayla was speechless. \u201cYeah, that\u2019s [&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-24575","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\/24575","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=24575"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24575\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=24575"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=24575"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=24575"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}