Chapter 689 Nightmares and Reality
Ainsley looked at the endless darkness from the window and murmured, “Are we not going to save
Georgia? Human life is nothing to Daniel.”
Ainsley didn’t know exactly Georgia’s current situation, but it was surely tough.
Aaden scolded and beat her for any reason, let alone Daniel.
“If you want to save Georgia, you must n thoroughly for entering Daniel’s vi, approaching Georgia
under Daniel’s nose, and taking her out safely. Have you thought it through?” Matteo said.
Ainsley lowered her eyes, “HIe up with a thorough n.”
The next morning, Ainsley got up early.
“Ms. Easton, why are you up so early today?” the housekeeper just put down her handbag and saw
Ainsley walking downstairs slowly with her hair in a bun.
Ainsley nced at her listlessly and couldn’t help but yawn. “I’m hungry,” she said, and her voice
sounded very sleepy and soft.
The housekeeper hurried to the kitchen, “Did you not eat enough yesterday? Let me cook something
simple to fill your stomach first.”
Ainsley walked down thest step and blinked, making herself a little more awake.
Hearing what the housekeeper said, she shook her head, “You don’t need to cook today, go back and
rest.”
The housekeeper was stunned and a little unsure, “Are you going to…”
“Yes,” Ainsley seemed to have guessed what she wanted to say. She nodded and continued, “I’ll cook
by myself today.”
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The housekeeper was a little puzzled.
It’s not a special day today.
But since the host had said so, she naturally couldn’t stay here. Besides, her sry was paid on a
monthly basis, which meant that today was a paid leave.
Ainsley hadn’t cooked for a long time.
Fortunately, her culinary skill was still good. When the rib soup was ready, the aroma was
overwhelming once the lid of the pot was lifted.
Ainsley learned to cook the pork rib soup from Roman, and she had cooked it for Serina before.
At that time, Serina drank tworge bowls in one gulp.
Ainsley brought the thermos cup to the VIP ward of the hospital.
Miles was sitting at the door with his head in his hands. From afar, he looked like a helpless and pitiful
child that have nothing to depend on.
Ainsley stopped and considered for a while before walking over.
Perhaps Miles was so tired that he did not hear the approaching footsteps.
It wasn’t until he was tapped on the shoulder that he raised his head in a trance.
With just a nce, Ainsley could tell that Miles came to a breakdown.
The man who used to be gentle and elegant was now haggard.
“You’re here,” croaked Miles.
Ainsley nodded and walked a few steps to the ss window. Looking at Serina who was sedated and
sleeping, Ainsley’s eyes were full of worry.
Lowering her gaze, Ainsley turned around to the door and ced her hand on the doorknob, “You’re
not the only one around Serina, Miles. She will be more upset if you are worn out.”
Ainsley wanted Miles to have a rest.
However, Miles stood up and said firmly, “Go in and see her. I want to have a cigarette.”
Ainsley stood still. She watched him walk slowly into the elevator and drew back her sight.
Entering the ward, she ced the thermos on the table, moved a bench over and sat down by the bed.
She quietly looked at Serina for a while, who was asleep and frowning tightly.
Ainsley raised her hand and smoothed Serina’s eyebrows and began to share some interesting things
with her.
She knew that Serina couldn’t hear now, but she still wanted to light amp in Serina’s dreams.
The sky had darkened unconsciously.
The moon hung high in the sky, speaking of the silence of the night.
Miles did note back yet. He called Ainsley just now and said that he was going to deal with some
other affairs and woulde backter.
He felt assured to have Ainsley with Serina.
At around eleven o’clock, Ainsley couldn’t hold on and fell asleep on the side of the bed.
At the same time, Serina was having a nightmare where Ainsley was hacked to death in chaos.
Fear overwhelmed her heartpletely.
She sat up abruptly. Struggled out of the nightmare in a cold sweat, her face was pale and was already
wet with tears.
She looked around in horror. When she caught sight of Ainsley sleeping soundly by the bed, the
scenes in the nightmare like an endless vine once again swept over her.
A strong feeling of nausea welled up in her stomach. She raised her hand, which was all pricked by the
needle, to cover her mouth tightly, got out of bed from the other side, and dashed towards the door.
Disgust, self-loathing, and despair were so overwhelming that she could not breathe. Even the breath
was like the smell of blood and rust.
Serina leaned against the wall and stumbled to the bathroom. When she saw herself, an insane woman
with scarlet eyes in the mirror, she immediately pounced on the side of the toilet and could not stop
throwing up.
When all that was left to vomit was stomach acid, she finally let herself copse onto the floor.
Tears kept running down. But soon, she started tough.
Suddenly, Serina raised her hand and pped herself hard on the face.
The loud and harsh pping sound echoed several times in this empty bathroom.
After both sides of her face were slightly swollen, she stopped and slowly stood up by leaning against
the wall.
She had regained herposure as if nothing had happened.
Walking along the corridor to the medical staff’s office, Serina raised her hand and knocked at the door.
The nurse on duty opened the door and when she saw Serina she was stunned for a moment, not
knowing what she could do for her.
Serina just stared at her nkly and didn’t say anything.
The nurse knew Serina. She asked, “Ms. Gage, how can I help you? Do you feel unwell?”
Serina shook her head and pointed at the knife on the fruit. She wanted the knife