Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee novel Chapter 247

Chapter 247 No Right to Feel Jealousy

Gavyn glared at Lloyd indifferently.

Lloyd immediately lowered his head and apologized obediently, “I’m sorry, Mr. Delacruz. I shouldn’t have said that. I was out of line.”

On the surface, Lloyd apologized smoothly, but in his heart, he had no regrets.

Someone had to speak up, and since Gavyn was unwilling to do so, it was his responsibility to take on the role of the messenger.

Otherwise, there was no saying how long these two would continue to be at odds with each other.

To Aylin’s surprise, Gavyn had indeed come for her, leaving her momentarily stunned.

Gavyn had never felt so uncomfortable before. His inner thoughts were bluntly exposed, rendering all his reasons and excuses futile.

Upon seeing Aylin’s complex expression, the more he looked, the more he noticed a hint of mockery, as if she was laughing at his chaotic concern and impulsive recklessness.

It was undeniable that after her divorce, Aylin was like a pearl that had been cleansed of dust, shining brilliantly under the sunlight, captivating the gaze of every man around her.

Now, another one had appeared by her side.

However, he had already lost the right to question.

This made it even more frustrating, for he couldn’t even have the right to feel jealous. It was the worst kind of jealousy one could feel.

Lloyd noticed the tense atmosphere and quickly stepped in with a cheerful smile. “Um… Ms. Koch, are you hurt?”

“I’m fine.” Aylin lowered her eyes gently, her thick and long eyelashes casting a small shadow on her face like butterfly wings. “Thank you for earlier.”

In a nutshell, it was a response to Gavyn.

Aylin could refuse anyone’s entanglements and defend against anyone’s malice, but she was unable to ignore the kindness others showed her.

In the end, she had a clear distinction between love and hate. She was also a person who was extremely grateful.

If she weren’t Gavyn’s ex-wife, with Aylin’s personality, she would definitely invite Gavyn for a meal and sincerely thank him.

Unfortunately, the timing wasn’t right. All she could do was thank him for treating her well after their divorce.

Harry naturally reached out to help Aylin straighten her clothes that were messed up by the wind, and said gently, “Ayl, it’s almost time for dinner. Let’s go back.”

Gavyn’s forehead twitched.

Ayl?

Aylin not only showed no discomfort with the nickname, but also smiled and nodded, seemingly taking it in stride.

Could it be that this person knew Aylin even before he did? Perhaps three years ago?

Gavyn couldn’t help but furrow his brows, as an overwhelming sense of crisis and helplessness intertwined within him. This forced him to clench his fists, and the hostility in his eyes grew so thick that it couldn’t be dissolved.

Lloyd watched nervously from the sidelines. Every time Gavyn got jealous, there was no reaction from the other party. Instead, it was him, the assistant, who was scared to death.

If Harry and Gavyn fought, Lloyd had no choice but to step in and break up the fight. If Lloyd were to be accidentally injured by the two furious men, it was unsure if he could claim it as a work-related injury.

Aylin turned around, ready to leave with Harry. The moment she opened the car door, Aylin paused.

Harry turned around. “What’s wrong?”

“The car broke down. It won’t start.”

Aylin turned around, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed. Then, she glared at the thugs lying on the ground clutching their stomachs.

Several people were shaken by that hostile gaze, feeling intense fear in their hearts. They guiltily shifted their eyes away and turned to look at Blondie, who smashed the car.

Blondie was so scared that he buried his face in his palms. Oh dear. I just randomly hit somewhere. Who would have known that I had hit a crucial spot!

If only I had known not to take this job, I’m not even sure if the money will be enough to cover the medical expenses.

Upon seeing the situation, Gavyn immediately stepped forward, his eyes cold and unapologetic as he scrutinized Harry.

“I’ll take you back.”

Aylin frowned slightly, her eyes indifferent. “No need. If Mr. Delacruz wants to help, please just call the police to deal with these thugs.”

Harry patted Aylin’s shoulder. “My car is nearby. Let’s go home first, and then we can call someone to tow your car to the auto shop for repairs.”