Aylin paused in her steps.
Suddenly, she remembered the day of their divorce. That morning, she was holding a cake, pleading with Gavyn to stay and have a meal together.
Did they bring up these things just to embarrass her?
“What’s the point of bringing up those boring old tales?” Unbearable memories flooded Aylin’s mind, causing her to purse her lips and her face to turn quite pale.
Gavyn made a joke.
“It’s only been a month!”
After a pause, he asked, “Why didn’t you tell me about your memory loss that day?”
Aylin raised her eyebrows, glanced at him, and said, “Do I really need a reason? We’re getting divorced anyway.”
“At that time, we hadn’t gotten divorced yet.”
Gavyn felt suffocated by her indifferent and ruthless attitude, and with a frown, two words burst from his thin lips. “Liar.”
She was dumbfounded.
This person is being unreasonable!
Aylin felt stifled, maintaining a facade of indifference and distance on the surface, but inside she was filled with resentment.
Could it be that she didn’t step aside according to Gavyn’s wishes?
He really felt wronged!
“What did I deceive you about?”
“You’ve been hiding everything from me all along, whether it’s your amnesia, your identity as the daughter of the Koch family, or even your culinary skills and hacking expertise! Is there anything you haven’t kept from me?”
Aylin was momentarily taken aback, but she quickly recovered.
Waylon, the traitor!
He had clearly promised her that he would keep his lips sealed!
He really is looking out for his good friend!
Gavyn’s tongue flicked against his cheek, slowly closing in on Aylin. This time, he didn’t restrain her, but the overwhelming pressure enveloped her.
“Tell me, why have you been hiding this from me and deceiving me all along?”
Aylin took a sharp breath, then gave him a cold glare.
Under the moonlit night, her eyes were crystal clear, even more serene than the cold moonlight itself.
“Why should I tell you?”
Aylin looked at him with a hint of mockery in her eyes, “In our three years of marriage, you’ve only ever had eyes for Laila. Have you ever cared about my birthday or our anniversary even a little bit?
You’ve never fulfilled even half of your responsibilities as a husband. Whether I need you or not, you’re never by my side, and even when you are, you’re just cold and indifferent. How low do you think I am to still share everything with you after being hurt by you over and over again?”
The memories of those three years of marriage were like festering wounds, causing pain whenever they were recalled, and at this moment, Aylin was no exception.
The pain turned into anger, and her voice unconsciously grew louder.
“Gavyn, you’re a man after all, don’t do things that make people look down on you for being indecisive! If you love Laila, why not be wholeheartedly devoted to her? What’s the point of coming to bother me?
At least I once chose you, don’t make me look down on you!”
Gavyn listened to Aylin’s tearful words, knowing that her past three years in the Delacruz family had not been easy. Hearing her pain made him feel uneasy as well.
To be fair, he indeed had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a husband.
But as for Laila, he had something to say.
“Laila and I are not what you think. I only see her as my lifesaver, nothing more.”
Upon hearing this, Aylin was taken aback.
She murmured, “You said Laila saved you, how did she save you-”
In the midst of conversation,
Aylin snapped back to reality and waved her hand dismissively, “You don’t have to answer, I was just asking casually. I’m not really interested in hearing it.”
It was as if a key had been turned, a flash of insight connecting numerous clues, and suddenly, many things became clear and understandable.
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