Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

Chapter 544 Back at the Salter's Home

"Then, you must remember to come and pick me up. I will wait for you." Lainey cried in a grievance.

How could Roman bear to leave her? He held her hand and rubbed it. "Don't worry."

He pulled Lainey to Jaydan and let go of her hand. "Jaydan, I will leave Lainey to you. I know you are dissatisfied

with me, but one day, I will let you put Lainey's hand in my hand."

Jaydan looked at Roman and said, "It's too early to say that. I only have one dissatisfaction with you which is, you

can't guarantee her safety. Lainey doesn't have a mother. I was the one who brought her up. I am not at ease to

give her to you."

He took Lainey's hand from Roman and took her away.

Roman looked at Lainey's back reluctantly, but he understood that her departure was inevitable. Only when Jaydan

was relieved could he be with Lainey.

In the Salter's home.

Lainey was still a little nervous. Her inexplicable emotions seemed to be waiting for an opportunity to

counterattack. Her hand that pushed open the door trembled slightly. This was her home, but she felt strange.

Perhaps it was because she had lived in Roman's house for too long, and when she found herself again, she

subconsciously regarded his house as her most trusted place.

"Lainey, why aren’t you moving?" Jaydan also found that something was wrong with his daughter.

He didn't know what kind of torture his daughter had suffered during the kidnapping or that she had been struggling

in hell these days.

Lainey came back to her senses and walked to the living room. She felt the things that were in the depths of her

memory.

There were a few empty wine bottles on the table in the living room, and empty red wine bottles could be found in

the trash can. Everything showed her how worried her father was after she was kidnapped.

Jaydan's hair already turned gray. She wanted to tell him that Roman was a good person and had been taking care

of her, but now, she couldn't say it no matter what.

"Dad, I'm sorry for making you worry."

"You fool, why are you saying this? As long as you can be safe, I will be relieved." Jaydan rubbed Lainey's hair.

In the kitchen, the maid Makenna Garza was cooking. She came out with a pot of soup and looked at Lainey with

tears in her eyes. "Miss, you finally came back safely. When you were away, Mr. Salter has been missing and

worried about you. Before he went to pick you up, he asked me to cook your favorite soup."

The aroma of the soup was pleasant. Lainey smelled this long-lost scent, but she was at a loss. Before she knew

Roman, this was her favorite dish. But after that, she found that compared to what Roman made, other food did not

seem to be appetizing.

She drank the soup mouthful by mouthful, and the words that Roman said lingered in her mind. Her tears fell into

the soup, making it saltier.

Makenna noticed her emotions and asked with concern. Miss, what's wrong? Are you homesick?"

Lainey had a sore nose and nodded perfunctorily. In front of her father, she couldn't say that she wanted to see

Roman, right?

She had never been such a fragile person, but recently, she felt that she had become strange.

She did not mention the kidnapping to anyone. Manuel and Ainsley protected her well and kept their mouths shut.

Even her father did not know.

But it was enough to make her collapse. She just got a little better, but when she returned home, she began to feel

insecure.

She paced back and forth in the room, not in the mood of doing anything else. Most of the time, she sat by the bed

and clasped her fingers.

Her fingertips were stained with blood, but she did not seem to feel any pain.

This was the first night she left Roman, and it was destined to be the most unbearable night.

She tossed and turned, but she still could not fall asleep with her eyes closed.

As soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was filled with horror, and the eyes that surrounded her seemed to be

about to appear again.

The abuse by her ear disappeared for a long time, and at this moment, she seemed to be about to hear it again.

She curled up in the quilt and wrapped herself tightly.

Only then did she feel safe.

She began to tremble. The next second, she was about to scream. In the darkness, her phone screen lit up. The

gentle ringtone interrupted her thoughts.

This was the ringtone set for Roman. Not long after her phone rang, Lainey picked up.

Hearing Roman's voice, her nose went sore. "Hello." She sobbed.

"Can’t sleep?" Roman said gently.

Lainey nodded. "I can't. This is my home, but I feel strange."

"Maybe I haven't gotten used to it yet. Lainey, remember, if you are afraid, just call me."

"I know."

Neither of them spoke again. There was only Roman's gentle breathing on the phone. It lasted for about ten

minutes. Roman smiled and said, "Open the curtains."

Lainey was shocked. She got off the bed and opened the thick embroidered curtains.

There was a car outside her window. Roman leaned against the car door and looked at her lovingly with a smile.

Through the phone, he heard Lainey's laughter. "Why are you here?"

"I'm here for you. I'm afraid you can't adapt to it."

Recently, to alleviate the pain in Lainey’s heart, Roman had read many psychology books. He knew that Lainey, who

got better, would feel uncomfortable if she suddenly stayed in another place.

So, he came immediately after he finished dealing with his matters.

On the second floor, Lainey held the window and spoke to Roman with her phone in one hand.

The stars were bright, and she could only see the outline of Roman under the dim light downstairs.

They had a tacit understanding. No one spoke. The steady breathing made Lainey slowly calm down. The two

looked at each other, and Lainey smiled.

After an hour, Roman said gently, "Lainey, it's late. Go to sleep. I'll be here with you."

"Go back! I'm fine. It’s so cold. It hasn't been long since you recovered," Lainey said solemnly.

"Don't worry. I'll go back when you fall asleep. Don't hang up the phone. If you're afraid, call me. I'll be there all the

time." Roman waved his phone.

Lainey nodded. She knew that if she didn't go to sleep, Roman would not go back.

She got on the bed, covered herself with the quilt, and put the phone beside her pillow. "Good night."

A gentle voice came from the phone. "Good night."

This time, she closed her eyes and slept peacefully.

Two hours later, Roman sent the edited document. The recipient was the director of the Wade Group.

These days, he had been taking care of Lainey. His company's affairs had not been handled for a long time.

Today, he took the time to process them. It was already one o'clock, but the call was still connected.