Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee by Lily Foster

Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee Chapter 78

Chapter 78 She Was Never an Obedient Person

Aylin looked at the man in front of her, feeling a chill in her teeth.

She thought she had cultivated herself to be immune to all poisons, but her heart still ached fiercely when she heard the word “disguise,” throbbing will pain.

Over the past three years, her love for Gavyn had grown so deep that it was almost etched into her bones. She was willing to humble herself, lowering her own dignity to the dust, just to catch a glimpse of him. When she heard about a new dish he liked, she would immediately look up the recipe and learn to make it. If he preferred virtuous women, she would do her best to become one. And when she knew he didn’t like being disturbed while working, she would never set foot in his

study.

She devoted her whole heart to Gavyn, making every effort to please him without expecting anything in return, yet all she received was such a cold, disdainful judgment.

Hypocrisy?

Everyone has the right to call her hypocritical, except for Gavyn!

Burning with rage, old grudges and new grievances piled up together, Aylin looked at Gavyn’s questioning face, only to find it absurd, pitiful, and laughable!

She looked up, a cold smile on her face as she confronted him. “Yes, I’m not the obedient person

and morality were all just a facade. I

you do about it now? It’s all in the past. What do you want to know by

defending herself only to be dismissed, she decided to go along with Gavyn’s words and hoped to infuriate

with a slight arch of her eyebrows, her expression subtly hinting at provocation and disdain. The strands of hair blown onto her face draped over her high,

about anything, not

expression could no longer

was indeed

after another since your divorce. Your previous good behavior was just a facade, and being fickle is

the country, and even she had only recently met

men have a bit

sympathetic glance. But now that they’re divorced, he keeps hovering around her non-stop, like

spending money on me, and I can’t even stop him.

“Aylin!”

hesitation, she pushed Gavyn away. Having learned professional martial arts, she

pushed back three steps

wearing black high heels that perfectly complemented her skirt, walked

figure exuded a touch of carefree fearlessness as she turned around.

to a stop, Aylin had already walked far away at a brisk