Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee by Lily Foster

“Let go!”

Aylin had studied professional martial arts, which made her more than capable of handling ordinary

thugs. However, defeating an opponent like Gavyn, who had also undergone rigorous training, proved

to be quite challenging.

To make matters worse, Gavyn seemed to be drunk. No matter how hard she tried to twist her wrist, his

hand was like cast iron, and she couldn’t break free.

Aylin had no choice but to resort to her old trick, lifting her high heels and attempting to stomp once

more, Gavyn seemed to have anticipated this, as he brought his knee up against Aylin’s leg, pressing

their bodies close together, making it impossible for her to move.

“Gavyn, what on earth are you trying to do!”

“Answer my question.”

Aylin was furious, glaring at him, “Who I’m with is none of your business, Gavyn. Don’t tell me you

came all the way to my doorstep just to ask me that?”

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Gavyn’s face was tense, his deep gaze fixed on Aylin before him, his thin lips pressed tightly together.

How long has it been since he last had the chance to look at her so closely and carefully like he does

now?

It seems like after the divorce.

There’s hardly any chance left.

Before her eyes, Aylin was dressed in soft fabric, her eyebrows and eyes without heavy makeup, and

her facial features unchanged. Yet, it seemed as if something had transformed.

Once upon a time, Aylin’s heart and eyes were filled with thoughts of him.

For his sake, she was willing to do housework with her bare hands, and even blush and become

nervous under his gaze. That genuine expression of emotion was something that couldn’t be faked.

But now, her eyes were filled with disgust and resistance.

Is this really the same person?

Gavyn felt troubled and confused, as if he had been bewitched by Aylin through some special means.

Otherwise, why would this woman start to occupy his mind so frequently after their divorce?

Allow him to be lost in chaotic thoughts, unable to focus on work?

“Yes, that’s exactly what I wanted to ask.”

She was rendered speechless.

Aylin held back, not wanting to talk too much with a drunkard. “Let me go, I’ll say it again, I want to go

home. If you keep this up, don’t blame me for being rude!”

Gavyn didn’t pay any attention to her words, focusing solely on staring into those eyes.

D*mn it!

Aylin took a deep breath, mustering all her strength, attempting to shake Gavyn off. But no matter how

hard she tried, she couldn’t break free. In an instant, her anger was ignited like a blazing fire.

“Can’t you understand human language? Gavyn, we’re already divorced. Can you please stop

bothering me? I don’t want to see you again!

Gavyn, did you hear what I said…”

Aylin was about to continue her tirade when suddenly, a warm and soft sensation enveloped her lips.

Caught off guard by this unexpected touch, her eyes widened in surprise!

Gavyn’s handsome face was close at hand.

Gavyn leaned in close, almost greedily stealing the air from Aylin’s mouth. Their breaths intertwined,

hot and lingering.

He no longer had the energy to think so much. He really wanted to hear Aylin’s voice, but he longed for

the gentle and tender voice she once had, not the resentful and harsh words she was using now.

Under the influence of alcohol, he indulged in his own loss of control.

Aylin was caught off guard by this sudden kiss, her lips and teeth guided by Gavyn. When she finally

regained her senses, she instantly furrowed her brows.

During their marriage, Gavyn always took what he wanted from their intimate moments. Back then, he

treated her more like a tool for satisfying his desires and never took the initiative to kiss her.

She wanted to take the initiative to kiss him, but he would always dodge her advances. Only

occasionally, when he lost control, would he impatiently indulge her for a moment.

What a despicable act, kissing her forcefully after they’ve already divorced.

After getting married, she was oppressed and looked down upon. Even after the wedding, she had to

cater to his every demand. What did he think Aylin was, to be treated like this by him!

Unable to push him away, Aylin fiercely bit down on Gavyn’s tongue without any hesitation. The man

winced in pain and furrowed his brows, finally loosening his grip slightly.

As soon as there was some distance, Aylin immediately pushed Gavyn far away.

A slapping sound was heard.

A bright red slap mark appeared on Gavyn’s face!

Aylin slapped Gavyn without any hesitation, her face cold and devoid of warmth. “Gavyn, if you’re going

to lose your mind, at least choose your target wisely. Stay away from me; I’m not someone you can just

toy with!”

For as long as Gavyn could remember, aside from his grandfather, everyone in the family had always

catered to his every whim, and no one had ever dared to slap him across the face!

This time, he wasn’t annoyed.

Just now, he lost control.

Tasting a hint of rusty, metallic blood on the tip of his tongue, Gavyn furrowed his brow and let out a

hiss, regaining his usual composure. “What are you, a dog?”

Aylin clapped her hands and warned coldly with a snort, “I’m a wolf, you know. If you don’t come to

your senses and keep acting like a drunken fool, I’ll cra ck your skull open and give you a proper wake-

up call!”

He was rendered speechless.

“I came to see you today because I have something to ask,” Gavyn said.

Aylin frowned, “Why do you have so many questions every day? I’ve told you, I’m divorced, and I won’t

entertain you.”

After saying that, she turned around and left.

Gavyn’s deep, hoa rse voice came from behind, “Aylin, that day, did you regain your memory because

you hit your head on the table, and that’s why you asked me for a divorce?”