Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

Chapter 150 Help

“No! Serina…” Ainsley knew Serina’s condition was not right. Manuel had found so many people trying to

treat Serina over the past few years. But it was in vain.

She couldn’t give her up. When Serina was having a seizure, she only knew her.

Looking at Ainsley’s eyes, Matteo knew what she had decided. “I won’t force you. You figure it out

yourself.”

“Thanks, Matteo,” Ainsley said genuinely.

The Baldry’s house.

Cason was so worried about Ainsley that he didn’t know she was out. It wasn’t until he asked Raymond

that he found out that Ainsley was indeed out and had taken a leave of

absence.

After putting the phone back on the table, Cason breathed a sigh of relief. Kaliyah came out of the

bathroom and saw Cason put the phone back. She subconsciously thought of

Ainsley again.

The last time she took Cason to see her Mom and Dad. He left straight away, leaving

Mom and Dad unhappy.

She didn’t understand why Cason was still concerned about Ainsley when Ainsley had already said that

she had no more ties to the Baldry family.

She walked over to Cason and sat down, laughing at herself, “Calling Ainsley again?

Cason, do you love Ainsley?”

Her eyes were red as she looked at Cason with a great grievance.

Cason patiently coaxed, “Kaliyah, we have already been married. There’s no way I’m going to have

anything to do with her. Besides, Ainsley is already dating Manuel.”

“Why do you care so much about her? My parents were already upset last time. Every time, it was

because of Ainsley,” Kaliyah said as tears slipped down her face.

Cason took her in his arms and said warmly, “I was wrong about last time, so I’ll visit Mom and Dad some

other time. I’m going to make amends. Doesn’t Dad like wine? I

asked my friend to bring him some good wine from abroad. I’m sorry for these two days,

Kaliyah.”

Kaliyah immediately looked better and continued, “Cason, I know Ms. Easton is your ex-wife, so you

were shocked to hear about her disappearance. But you must understand, Ainsley and us no longer

have a relationship. Can’t we just get on with our

lives?”

Could she trust Cason’s words? Although she said so, she still felt uneasy.

Cason thought the relationship with Kaliyah was getting better. But after he went to the office, Kaliyah

started calling him non-stop, no matter where he went. Even if he said that he was going to discuss

business, she would call while he was at work.

He did not want to answer, but when he returned home Kaliyah began to question him

frantically.

Her*** state could no longer be considered normal. When he tried to take Kaliyah to a psychiatrist, it

caused her to argue even more violently.

“I know why you want me to see a psychiatrist. Isn’t Ainsley a psychiatrist? You just want to use this

opportunity to get close to her!” Kaliyah looked at him with aggravation.

Cason sat down on the couch tiredly and didn’t want to say a word. No matter how he promised, Kaliyah

could always mention Ainsley.

“Why don’t you say anything? Am I right? Cason, how could you do this to me?”

Kaliyah sobbed, tears streaming down her face.

Amid the noisy ****, Cason looked over at Kaliyah. He was impatient, more tired and confused. Why

Kaliyah still did not believe him no matter how many times he said it?

No matter how many calls he received even if he missed only one, he would still be

questioned!

“Are you crazy? I told you to see a psychiatrist because you’ve been so emotionally

unstable lately. Do you think you’re normal?” Cason asked with a slight frown.

Kaliyah raised her eyes to look at Cason. The eyes that looked at her were more of

mixed feelings, but there was no love.

She laughed miserably, saying, “I am abnormal because you hide in your study every night smoking and

sighing.”

“It’s because when I was helping you clean up your study, I saw the paper with Ainsley’s name written all

over the desk. It’s also because you secretly called Ainsley. Enough!”

Cason froze. So she knew all about it.

He bowed his head a little apologetically. He wrote Ainsley’s name because he wanted to figure out

where Ainsley liked to go after she disappeared. He didn’t think of many places, and finally realized he

had written a lot of her name.

In the bright light of the lamp, Kaliyah looked at him with distress.

His heart missed a beat. He hurriedly took Kaliyah into his arms.

“I’m sorry.

It’s my fault for not staying with you well.”

In the Gage Group building, Manuel was at work. On his desk rested a contract from the Applegath

Consortium. It was signed just yesterday. But this contract was different from the common ones. The first

party was Applegath, but the second party included the Gage Group and the Wade family.

The contract was in triplicate. The Wade family also had a copy of the same.

He was looking for loopholes. This contract tied the Gage Group and the Wade Group

more firmly together.

The problem of the instruments had been solved. But a more serious problem was still

ahead.

“Mr. Gage, Ms. Wade is here.” The assistant knocked on the door and said.

Manuel’s eyes narrowed. He closed his hand and said in a deep voice, “Let her in.”

The door was opened and Irene walked in wearing a suit. “Manuel.”

She had a dessert in her hand and placed it on Manuel’s desk. “I saw it on the way here.”

His face fell as he looked at the Flavor Dessert Shop sign. “Thanks.”

He put the dessert in the corner and looked at Irene again. “What did you come to see

me about?”

Irene smoothed her hair behind her ear, gentle and calm. “Can’t I come to see you there’s nothing else?”

“Of course not.”

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Irene laughed and said, “Manuel, don’t you want me to come? I’m here on company business. You know

that after I returned to the country, my grandfather asked me to go to the company for experience. I don’t

know how to handle the business. I begged my grandfather, but he did not agree. So I had to come here

to ask for your advice. You’re the one my grandfather valued and Seattle’s business genius. Help me.”

She looked at Manuel with expectation, smiling and approaching him.

Manuel looked past Irene to the floor-to-ceiling window behind her. He was holding the contract from

Applegath. “Okay.”

The Easton’s house.

Ainsley was treating Serina. She had given Serina sleeping pills for the first three days before doing the

treatment. Now Serina could sleep quietly without sleeping pills.

But Ainsley was tired. She often sat on the edge of the bed dazed, thinking about what Manuel had said

that day. The wound on her arm still hurts, but not as much as the

wound in her heart.

Matteo did not feel good when he saw her like this. When he came home from work in

the evening, he put an invitation in front of her. “There is an auction tomorrow night. Come with me.

You’ve been at home these days. Go out and relax. There will be a lot of nice things at the auction. I’ll

buy you anything you like.”