Starting with A Divorce

Starting With A Divorce Chapter 230

Chapter 230 A Mysterious Document

Right now, she was being watched by countless people every day. It was very scary.

What Lindsay said was still vivid in her mind. She wanted to forget it, but those words seemed to linger in her mind as they were chattering non–stop like people.

“Can you contribute to our family?

“After all, Kaliyah is pregnant with your brother’s child. That is the only baby in our family.”

The Baldry family, the child!

Her ears were about to turn deaf. Ever since her negotiation with Lindsay failed, her mother never

came, and neither did Cason.

Perhaps her mother had long forgotten about her.

Neither Cason nor her mother cared about her.

The corners of Kaitlin’s mouth rose. It was useless. No matter how hard they tried, it would be in

vain.

Ainsley had found the evidence and submitted it.

It was not far from Kaliyah being imprisoned.

After the auction ended, Ainsley went through a period of peacetime. She was surprised. After tricking Irene, she thought that Irene would go crazy and retaliate without regard for theOwned by NôvelDrama.Org.

consequences.

“Ms. Wade and Mr. Gage are going to Halfmoon Island today. It seems that they want to build a

resort there…”

In the news, Manuel and Irene were surrounded by reporters. Irene had a gentle and bright smile on her face. She held Manuel’s arm and leaned against him. The two were like a loving couple. At

least, this was how the news described them.

Ainsley’s face was pale. She turned off the TV, got herself a glass of water, and took a sip.

Though the TV was off, she could not ignore the pain in her heart. She felt that countless needles

were stabbing her heart. It was hard to hold back the pain. Although the pain was not

heart–wrenching, she felt discomfort every time she breathed.

She thought that she could let go soon, just like what she did after divorcing Cason, but she was

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wrong.

Knock, knock!

There was a knock on the door. Ainsley sorted out her expression and said, “Please come in.”

The door was opened, and a strong wind came in, making the sound of tearing things apart.

Ainsley’s nose was sore. The person she did not want to see the most was now in front of her.

Manuel walked slowly as if nothing had changed.

The only differences were that Ainsley quickly lowered her eyes and that Manuel had a haggard

look in his eyes.

After closing the door, the wind stopped, and Manuel sat in front of her. “Aisy.”

“Manuel, why are you here?” Ainsley asked after a long time when she was sure that she wouldn’t

cry.

“Here,” Manuel said calmly as he handed her a document.

“What is it?” Last time, he gave her a document that made her know about PineMist Island. What

was it this time?

Ainsley opened the file bag and put it away after just taking a glance. “Are you sure you want to

give it to me?”

“Take it.” Manuel nodded solemnly.

“Is there anything else, Mr. Gage?” Ainsley thought that he would leave after giving her the

document.

“Did you forget? I came for treatment.”

“Treatment? What treatment?” Ainsley regretted it the moment she asked. She suddenly

remembered that Manuel pretended to be depressed and came for her treatment.

He had been away for so long, yet he appeared at this time.

“Ainsley, have you forgotten me?” Manuel could not believe it. The moment he entered, he saw the

look in Ainsley’s eyes. Her scarlet eyes and depression meant everything.

Ainsley avoided his gaze and said softly, “I thought you were no longer sick.”

After all, he looked calm in the previous two auctions. When he faced her, he was composed as if he was an ordinary friend of hers.

Her eyes were darkened. She didn’t know if it was because of Irene.

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“Aisy, I didn’t recover. You didn’t forgive me, so how can I recover?” he smiled bitterly.

“Then, what question do you want to consult about? A failed relationship again?” Ainsley looked at

her fingertips.

Manuel leaned against the sofa leisurely. “Yes. The person I like doesn’t want to talk to me now.

What should I do?”

“Thank you for the land. Did Irene blame you?” Ainsley blinked.

Manuel shook his head. “Even if she blamed me, she would not show it.”

He and Irene were not so awkward when they first met at the airport. Now, although the two could

sit together and talk about the company face to face, they always felt that something separated

them.

As long as Manuel faced bad people, he would think of everything Irene had done to Ainsley.

Recently, he had always dreamed of some bloody scenes. He dreamed of Ainsley lying in a pool of

blood in an abandoned factory. He was at a loss and wanted to pick her up, but they were

separated by a wall.

He heard women screaming and crying. The desperate and shrill scream was an unforgettable

nightmare.

“Mr. Gage, let me treat you.”

Ainsley walked past the desk with a smile. She walked to Manuel’s side and placed her hand on his

shoulder. She adjusted the back of the seat so he could lean against it.

She bent down to his ear and said gently, “Don’t think about anything. Slowly relax your body and

let your mind go empty. You feel very sleepy, just like you’ve been running for a long distance…”

Ainsley looked at Manuel, who lowered his eyes slowly. He relaxed and lay on the chair.

She continued, “You are walking aimlessly on the street. There is no one around. You should be

waiting for someone. Who do you think you are waiting for? And what are you going to do?”

She heard Manuel say softly, “I’m waiting for someone to go on a date.”

“With who?” Ainsley’s eyes moved.

“Aisy.” Manuel’s voice became gentler.

“You checked your phone and found that the date on it is different from the reality. What date do

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you see on it?” Ainsley’s eyes were serious.

She stared at Manuel’s expression. He said, “8th May, 2019.”

2019? Ainsley’s fingertips moved slightly. It was three years ago.

Why did Manuel’s subconscious let him mention that time?

Why did Serina and he dream of the past her?

Did she forget something? Was this what Manuel always wanted to hide from her?

What happened between her and Manuel three years ago?

The things in the past came back into Manuel’s mind and formed one mystery after another.

These mysteries seemed to be crumpled into a rope and were tangled together tightly.

Even if she wanted to sort the rope out, she had to find the first knot.

She continued to ask, “When did you meet the person you were waiting for? What was your

relationship? What was the name of that person?”

As she asked, Manuel’s expression became more and more painful. His brows were furrowed, and

cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

Ainsley asked, “Tell me! What is your relationship with that woman? When did you get together?

And when did you get to know each other?”