Starting with A Divorce novel (Ainsley and Cason) novel Chapter 523

Summary for Chapter 523: Starting with A Divorce novel (Ainsley and Cason)

Chapter Summary: Chapter 523 – Starting with A Divorce novel (Ainsley and Cason) by Gloria Warren

In Chapter 523, a key moment in the Romance novel Starting with A Divorce novel (Ainsley and Cason), Gloria Warren delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.

Chapter 523 Continuous Nightmares

At this moment, Manuel was slightly stunned. He suddenly thought of something.

At Roman's house...

"Lainey, why are you standing there? Come here quickly. JR has launched a new product. If we are late, we won't be able to buy it."

An anxious female voice came from the distance. Lainey suddenly opened her eyes and subconsciously looked at her clothes.

After doing this, she seemed to not understand why she had such a thought. She tilted her head with a puzzled face.

"Lainey!" The female voice sounded a little angry.

Lainey quickly raised her head and replied loudly, 'I'm coming. I'm coming."

When she finished speaking, she ran toward the source of the sound. Her good friend was also getting closer and closer to her and even waved at her.

The corners of Lainey's mouth rose slightly, and she also relaxed a lot.

However, not long after, that smile froze. It was because she found that her friend had no face and only mechanically waved at her. Her voice also became gloomy and terrifying. 'Lainey, come quickly, come..."

Lainey felt cold all over, unable to move.

In the blink of an eye, the faceless girl disappeared, and a group of grinning men appeared in front of her.

They had faces, but either squirming insects or pus were flowing out of these faces, ugly and terrifying.

Lainey couldn't stand the stimulation anymore and screamed as she turned around and ran.

Although her limbs were inexplicably limp, she still used all her strength to run.

However, she forgot that she was wearing high heels. She had just run a distance away when she fell to the ground violently.

She turned around in horror. The group of people had already caught up. They grinned and reached out to grab her.

"Don't, don't touch me." Lainey closed her eyes and resisted with all her might.

However, even if she shouted at the top of her voice, the disgusting touch still lingered on her body.

Just as Lainey was helpless and was about to bite off her tongue, all the sounds suddenly disappeared.

Lainey trembled as she opened her eyes. Sure enough, there was nothing around her except for endless whiteness.

She calmed down and slowly stood up. She dusted her clothes and staggered forward.

She didn't know where she was going. There was really nothing here. Whether it was people or things, everything had disappeared.

Because Lainey had no watch, she didn't know how long she had walked.

When she was about to stop advancing, there was a sudden change in front of her.

It was as if polarizing, one extremely white and the other extremely black.

She walked to the border and bit her lips, shilly-shallying. Finally, she gathered her courage and tentatively stretched out a hand. Just touching the black border, the hand could not be seen.

However, she could still feel the existence of the hand. Lainey was afraid of this unknown world, and she already wanted to retreat.

It didn't seem to be anything wrong with staying in the pure white world.

This thought shocked her the moment it came out.

Lainey hurriedly shook her head, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and ran straight to the dark border.

She didn't dare to open her eyes, so she could only run, not daring to stop even if she was tired.

It wasn't until she heard a protest from her lungs that she slowly stopped, clutching her chest and gasping for air.

The surroundings were still silent.

With a loud bang, he slapped himself hard, and half of his face immediately swelled up.

He hated that he did not protect Lainey well, so she encountered a nightmare that she might never be able to get rid of in her life.

However, it had already happened. Even if he wanted to chop himself up, he could not reverse time.

Now, he could only make himself strong so that he could help Lainey get out of it as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously recalled her bright smile.

At that time, Lainey’s smile could cure everything.

Wiping off his tears, Roman got up, walked to the bedside, leaned over, planted a kiss on Lainey's forehead, and covered her with a quilt.

He turned to the bathroom, wet the towel with hot water, and carefully wiped the tears on Lainey's face.

She usually cared about her image.

After taking care of everything, Roman sat back on the carpet beside the bed and quietly kept Lainey company.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window and lit up the corners of the room with colorful spots.

Roman held the bed and struggled to get up. His legs became extremely sore and numb after keeping the same posture for too long.

He rubbed the muscles of his legs with a grimace and then became expressionless again.

His handsome face would only show rare warmth when he looked at Lainey.

"It's six o'clock. It's time to cook for Lainey," Roman said as he walked. If not for his clear eyes, people would think that he was a madman.

Almost no one would come to this detached villa. Only the two lived here, quiet and lonely.

Roman was very satisfied. As long as he could stay with Lainey, even if he lived in hell, he would feel happy.