Starting with A Divorce

Starting With A Divorce Chapter 203

Starting with A Divorce Chapter 203

Chapter 203 A Strange Dream

Kaliyah continued, “Besides, the footage of the surveillance camera in the garage has been pulled out already. You were the one who drove the car, weren’t you?”

“Cason, you have to believe me! It really is Kaliyah!”

“I don’t know why Kaitlin insisted that I was the one who harmed Ainsley. I am telling the truth. I have not been to the villa area. I went to my parents’ house today on important business.” Kaliyah pulled a long face.

Kaitlin didn’t give up. “You borrowed my car. How could you deny it?”

Kaliyah opened her handbag and took out a piece of paper.

“Cason, I have never been to the villa area. And here’s a gift I want you to have.” She handed the paper to Cason.

The gift was enough to prove her strength.

The next second, Cason screamed.

“Kaliyah, you are pregnant!”

Hearing his words, Lindsay quickly pushed Kaitlin away. “Cason, really?”

“Yes, Lindsay. Take a look for yourself,” Cason smiled.

“Since you’re pregnant, you need to be careful. Do you hear me?”

Lindsay walked over and carefully looked at Kaliyah. “Kaliyah, finally! I can finally be a grandma.”

“Kaliyah, why didn’t you tell me earlier?” Cason protected Kaliyah tightly.

“I just found out about it today, and I came back at once for you,” she smiled bitterly. Then she continued, “I couldn’t wait to tell you about the surprise. Yet Kaitlin came out and said those strange things.”

Just as Kaitlin wanted to say something, she was interrupted by Lindsay.

“Kaitlin, Kaliyah is pregnant. She should be in a cheerful mood. Don’t bully her. Be nice to her, OK?”

“Lindsay, I did not frame her. She was the one who borrowed my car yesterday.” Kaitlin wasn’t intending to make things easy for Kaliyah.

“Then how do you explain the surveillance of the garage?” Cason nodded slightly.

Kaitlin was dejected. Of course, she knew what it was like to have nothing to say to defend herself.

However, she refused to show the white feather. She said, “Cason, Lindsay, I would never admit to something I didn’t do.”

In the hospital, Ainsley was lying on the bed, tense.

In her dream, she fell non-stop.

“Aisy, I love you.”

Ainsley’s body trembled slightly. She looked at the person who called her behind her, and

his young and vigorous face made her slightly dazed.

The man in front of her was Manuel. She knew it very well.

She thought, it’s Manuel, but it’s not Manuel. It’s the young him. Why does it feel like I have returned to a few years ago? But back then, I didn’t know Manuel.

Ainsley screamed, waking up from fright.

She woke up sweating profusely and managed to turn on the light, the dim light illuminating everything in the room.

She pinched her arm, and the intense pain made her realize that it was not a dream.

She looked at the reflection in the window. The reflections of everything, including the dim light and the dim self, looked pale and weak in the mirror.

Only her eyes shone holy, like imported black pearls.

She looked at the marks where she had pinched her arm only to see a little red on her smooth skin. All the wounds looked terrible against the fair skin.

“Is everything a dream?” She no longer knew everything. Was it a dream or not?

Ainsley muttered to herself. She was not asking herself, but she also did not know who to ask. She could only look at her blurry self in the mirror. Her real and confused eyes

were filled with stories.

Ainsley reached out a finger to stroke her face. The coldness made her dodge reflexively.

In the ward, she slowly woke up. She felt that she had had a very, very long dream.

The dream was very strange. In the dream, she and Manuel seemed to have returned to

a few years ago.

She didn’t know why she had such a dream, but it made her doubt her memory again.

She thought, that weird photo already made me wonder if I was forgetting something.

That’s more likely if the dream is real.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw that her surroundings were white, and her nose was filled with the unpleasant smell of disinfectant.

She subconsciously looked at the person sitting next to her. It was Manuel.

She frowned slightly and was about to stand up when he pressed her down.

She asked, “Where’s Lainey?”

“She stayed with you for the whole day and night. She was sleepy, so she went back to

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Ainsley knew why Lainey felt guilty. After all, Lainey took her there.

“Where are the people from the Wilson family?” she asked.

“They will regret it,” Manuel said with a cold face.

The ward fell silent. Ainsley looked at the dark circles under Manuel’s eyes and said

coldly, “Mr. Gage, you may go back and get some rest.”

Manuel was just about to speak when another person came in.

Matteo walked in with a thermos, placed it on the cabinet next to the head of the bed, looked at Manuel coldly, and said with an unfriendly tone, “Please leave. You are not welcome here.”

Manuel’s eyes were dim. He did not care about what Matteo said. He only cared about Ainsley.

Yet when Ainsley looked at Manuel, Manuel found that her eyes, which should have been starry, were filled with fatigue. She even looked at him with a sense of alienation.

Matteo propped up the small table on the bed and took out the soup in the thermos. “It’s your favorite soup made by Perla. Make sure you eat up.”

The soup made by Perla Gaskell was very tasty and nutritious.

“Thank you, Matteo.” She knew that it must have been Matteo who had Perla make the soup.

Matteo sat back down on the sofa and began to browse through the emails.

“We’ve already found out that it was Kaitlin who went to the Wilson family. They conspired and planned it together,” Matteo said in a deep voice.

Ainsley said in disbelief, “Starting from Jaydan’s car accident?”

Matteo’s tone was very cold as he said, “Yes. They are responsible for the arson at the Salter Group’s factory as well.”

A cold smile flashed across Ainsley’s face as she coldly snorted, “Good for her. She has gone through so many troubles just to deal with me.”

“Kaitlin has already been taken. I look forward to seeing who can save her a*s this time,” Matteo said.

Ainsley drank a mouthful of soup and began to think again. A voice that she had heard in the Wilson’s villa flashed through her mind. The voice said, “Why aren’t you going in… Did you record…”

She found the voice very familiar. She figured that she had heard it somewhere before.

But after thinking about it for a long time, she still could not remember who the voice

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belonged to. She just knew that it wasn’t Kaitlin’s voice.

“I remember,” Ainsley suddenly said.

She thought, how could I ever forget that voice? It was Kaliyah! She lowered her voice!

“Matteo, Kaliyah is the one behind it,” she said solemnly.

“Why do you say that?” Matteo was a little confused.

“Mr. Wilson talked to a woman at the door after he went out. I heard their conversation. I swear that I can recognize her voice. The woman was Kaliyah,” Ainsley said seriously.