Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee by Lily Foster

Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee Chapter 149

Chapter 149 No More Remarriage!

The man strode forward, forcefully pulling the curtains apart. However, beneath the tall building was a vast, flat expanse of open space, where there was nothing at all.

Suddenly, a faint coughing sound came from behind.

Gavyn’s brow furrowed as he turned and walked towards the bathroom. Opening the door, he saw at woman soaking in a bathtub filled with water.

She had long hair draped over her shoulders, damp and clinging. She wore a simple, clean white dress. Her expression was delicate and fragile, like a lily swaying in the wind.

Indeed, the touch of red in the bathtub was even more startling than the vast expanse of white!

There was a deep scratch on her wrist!

Her eyes were tightly closed, as if she had stopped breathing.

Even though Gavyn was reluctant to see her, his pupils still contracted abruptly at this moment.

“Laila!”

Furrowing his brow, he scooped the woman up from the water.

“Cough cough…” After waiting for what seemed like an eternity, Laila finally saw the person she had been longing to meet. Her heart swelled with joy. Thank goodness, Gavyn still cared about her!

She knew, without a doubt, that Gavyn would never stand by and watch her die!

“Gavyn, you’ve finally arrived…”

slowly opened her eyes and at

were filled with an innocent

with a sorrowful, frail expression. “Gavyn, I’m so happy. I thought you never wanted to

quietly took a

I’ll take you

embraced by the man, “I won’t go….! If I can’t explain everything

eyebrows and long eyelashes dampened by moisture, giving her an appearance filled with

do those things. I… I was actually framed. Someone drugged me, and I only found out about everything when I woke up… At that time, I

you about these things because I was afraid you’d be angry, angry at me for not being vigilant and not being able to protect myself. I really didn’t let

corners of her eyes were red from crying, making her look like a delicate white porcelain vase, filled

her hand, extending three fingers. Her sleeve stirred up a small spray of water droplets. Despite her slender frame, her face showed

loyal to Gavyn. Otherwise, may I be

spoke without hesitation, as if she had nothing to feel guilty about, making it seem

guilty at all; she was only doing these things out of necessity. If the poisonous oaths in this world were

not scared at

just watched

it couldn’t

while, Gavyn wouldn’t believe her anymore. He wasn’t a fool and

“Laila!”

down on Laila, the scrutiny in his eyes almost suffocating her. “The Laila I once knew wasn’t the type to cry and wail, acting as

by

wanted to cry out loud, but the uncontrollable trembling

Gavyn was even colder than the water in the bathtub, and in that