Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee by Lily Foster

This time, Gavyn held her hand tighter than ever before. Overwhelmed with emotion, her eyes even

turned a little red.

Aylin was furious. Every time, this man could ruin her good mood. “What on earth is wrong with you!”

“I just want to know the truth!”

Both of them spoke with high-pitched voices, facing each other and yelling until they were out of breath.

Afterward, they fell into an awkward silence for a while.

The more Aylin thought about it, the more ridiculous it seemed. Was there something wrong with this

man’s brain?

“We’re already divorced, divorced! You understand these three words, right?” Aylin said coldly. “What’s

the point of asking about this now? Did you care about any of this when we got married?”

Aylin didn’t want this issue to delay her work progress, and she certainly didn’t want to engage in

endless arguments with Gavyn in this situation.

But memories surged into her mind like an unstoppable tide, leaving her no room to resist.

The countless moments spent at the Delacruz’s home over the past three years were vivid in her

memory, like a tiny fishbone stuck in her chest. Each heartbeat brought a fresh wave of pain.

She thought she could seal away those memories, let them rot, slowly forget them, and eventually not

care anymore.

But she realized she was wrong. She had once loved this man wholeheartedly, and that fact was not

something she could easily erase.

As the conversation went on, the anger was accompanied by an increasing heartache.

Aylin could no longer hold back her surging emotions. Pointing at Gavyn, her voice trembled with

frustration, “I haven’t done anything to wrong you, have I? For three years, I’ve taken care of your

entire family wholeheartedly, never daring to slack off. But you, have you ever shown me a kind face?

Have you fulfilled your responsibilities as a husband? What gives you the right to treat me this way?”

Haleigh’s constant harassment and Carmen’s mockery made every day at the Delacruz’s home feel

like an eternity. She took care of everything herself, from laundry to cooking, yet still endured insults

and was treated worse than a maid.

Back then, it was her wholehearted devotion to Gavyn that kept her going. As long as he was doing

well and she could stay by his side, she was content.

Pain filled her entire chest, and Aylin couldn’t figure out what she had done wrong.

She tried her best to be a good wife, but all she received was her family’s cold stares. In the end, she

got a divorce with just a piece of paper. And now, Gavyn wanted to expose her scars and humiliate

her?

The pain seemed like thorny vines with barbs, entwining around every part of her body, leaving her

utterly defeated and disarmed.

Aylin stared at Gavyn, her voice trembling, “Go ahead and tell me, where have I wronged you? Am I

the one who betrayed our marriage? What gives you the right to keep reopening my wounds, time and

time again?

In the end, it’s you, Gavyn, who’s been entangled with others during our marriage! You’re the one

who’s failed the most!

What right do you have to accuse me!”

After finishing this long speech, Aylin’s chest heaved dramatically as she took deep breaths to catch

her breath.

Gavyn didn’t expect her to be so anxious.

He was very close, and clearly saw the pain in Aylin’s eyes, which left him stunned.

After the divorce, Aylin had wrapped herself in an impenetrable armor, appearing incredibly strong. This

was the first time he had seen her reveal a moment of vulnerability and tenderness.

“You…”

He was left speechless by the barrage of words, his knuckles twitching for a moment before he finally

loosened his grip.

He lowered his eyes slightly, with so much he wanted to say, but words were stuck in his throat. In the

end, all he could manage was, “I didn’t mean to intentionally expose your wounds.

Ijust want to know the truth.” His voice was hoarse.

Waylon was dumbfounded as he watched the two of them. They were going back and forth, and by the

time Aylin exploded, it was clear to even a fool that neither of them had actually let go of the matter.

He and Daniel exchanged glances, both seeing the awkwardness in each other’s eyes.

This situation is tricky; it’s not about persuading someone to stop fighting, but he doesn’t dare to pull

them apart either.

In the end, it was Aylin who calmed down first. She closed her eyes deeply and said softly, “It’s been so

long, there’s no need to know anymore.”

After she finished speaking, her cold gaze swept over the onlooking employees, “I don’t want a single

word about today’s incident to be leaked.”

Aylin’s gaze was sharp, and all the employees couldn’t help but nod repeatedly.

Understood. If you dare to not behave after knowing your boss’s secrets, you might as well quit this job!

Aylin averted her gaze, no longer paying attention to Gavyn. She straightened her collar and walked

away without looking back.

Waylon looked at Gavyn, whose expression was a mix of complex emotions and a hint of ‘melancholy.

Then he glanced at Aylin, who was leaving hastily, as if she couldn’t bear to stay any longer due to her

sadness. These two really made him want to sigh.

But looking at it objectively, he still felt that Aylin was a bit more pitiable.

“Dude, take care of yourself.”

Waylon patted Gavyn’s shoulder and followed Aylin’s footsteps.

After the clients left and the employees were dismissed, everyone went off to attend to their own tasks.

In no time, the once bustling corridor was left with only Gavyn and Daniel.

Gavyn’s dark eyes intently followed her retreating figure, the depths of his ebony gaze seemingly

bottomless.

A moment later, he turned around and looked at Daniel.

Aylin called the man beside her “Daniel,” and she remembered that there was also such a person

beside Timothy. This must be someone she was very close to.

Since they are trusted confidants, they must know things that others don’t.

Gavyn turned around, and with a change from his previous restrained anger, calmly said to Daniel,

“Can we talk?”