Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee by Lily Foster

Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee Chapter 74

Chapter 74 An Unexpected Encounter with Aylin

“What kind of crazy weather is this… Ouch! What the heck!”

In the cemetery, a cool breeze whistled through the air. Waylon was preoccupied with holding onto his umbrella handle and failed to notice the ground beneath him. Accidentally, he stepped into a puddle, causing muddy water to splash onto his expensive shoes.

“My shoes must not get wet, oh my gosh!”

As Waylon complained, he took a tissue from his pocket and wiped his shoes.

These past couple of days, he had been enjoying himself abroad when his mother suddenly dragged him back to pay respects at his maternal grandmother’s grave. Unfortunately, the weather on the day of the ceremony was far from ideal, with continuous rain and gloom. In order not to dirty his shoes, he carefully avoided all sorts of puddles and potholes along the way. Despite his caution, he still found himself caught off guard.

It’s not that he feels heartache because the leather shoes are expensive, but mainly because these shoes are a carefully prepared birthday gift from his recently new girlfriend. If they get dirty, the little beauty will surely make a fuss and cry with him.

In any case, it was still necessary to pay tribute to his grandmother. Waylon threw the tissue into the trash can, scanned the road ahead, and prepared to continue on his journey.

He had already reached a secluded spot within the cemetery, where, among the numerous tombstones, someone was paying tribute to their loved ones.

Upon closer inspection, Wow.

There was a beautiful woman, but her slender and graceful silhouette seemed somehow familiar.

and suddenly his eyes

black gown, with offerings of incense and fruits placed in front of the tombstone. Beside her stood two men,

familiar and close

divorce. When they met again, driven by curiosity,

few people were talking, but he

never know until you look, and once you do, it’s

man on the left, Waylon, didn’t care. What caught his eye was the tall, chiseled young man on the right. The wealthy scions of high society often

other. Robert, as the number one race car driver in New York, was even more famous.

once

that this guy had gone abroad to develop his career a few years ago and had almost lost contact with his friends in his home

haven’t heard any

importantly, how could Robert be

curiosity gnawing at him like a cat scratching his heart. Should he go

herself into Robert’s arms. Surprisingly, Robert didn’t reject her; instead, he held her tightly, as

treasure in

twisted his ankle as he missed

scene is

up and

his umbrella. He wedged the umbrella handle between

it