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

was. Virtue and morality were all just a facade.

the past. What do you want to know

Instead of repeatedly defending herself only to be dismissed, she decided to go along with Gavyn’s words and hoped to infuriate him to the point of collapse. Let him

disdain. The strands of hair blown onto her face draped over her

about anything, not even the man standing right in front of

could no longer be

indeed pretending all

facade, and being fickle is your true nature,

even she had only recently met

men have a bit of a

was even unwilling to spare a sympathetic glance. But now that

really likes me too, willingly spending money on me, and I can’t even stop him. What’s the matter, Mr. Delacruz? Are you envious? Do you want me to introduce someone to

“Aylin!”

she said, and without any hesitation, she pushed Gavyn away. Having learned professional martial arts, she skillfully

was pushed back three steps

high heels that perfectly complemented her skirt, walked

wind, and her originally slender figure exuded a touch of carefree fearlessness as she turned around. The plain white clothes and black skirt couldn’t

had already walked far away at