Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

Chapter 553 Who's engaged?

"Stop talking. It'll only take about ten minutes to be stuck in a traffic jam. But we'll have to reset the route if taking

the shortcut," Jaydan said in an impatiently annoyed voice.

There was a car on the right lane, ready to cut in line. Jaydan's driver turned the steering wheel skillfully and

stepped on the accelerator, forcing the car to drive back.

"If you keep talking, I wont take you there," Jaydan said firmly in order to put Lainey off since he knew how stubborn

she was.

Pursing her lips, Lainey reluctantly quieted down.

But soon, she realized that something was wrong.

"Why does it look more and more remote? Dad, are you taking the wrong way?"

He didn't expect her to notice it so soon, but he decided to avoid answering her question.

Lainey finally realized her father was not taking her to Ainsley's place.

She turned her head and shouted at him angrily, "Dad, how can you lie to me? Where are you taking me to? I

wanna see Ainsley!"

"To the airport," Jaydan answered her question and then said to the driver, "Rob, drive faster."

"Okay, Mr. Salter," Rob replied.

"No, I can't go to the airport." Anxious, Lainey was about to unbuckle her seat belt. "Rob, stop the car! Drop me

off!"

Shocked by her move, Jaydan hurried to lean over and hold her back, glaring at her. "Don't make a fuss! Are you

trying to piss me off?"

Gazing misty-eyed into her dad, Lainey sobbed, "Dad, Ainsley is my best friend. I can't leave when she needs me."

"I can't put you in danger again," Jaydan said in a tough tone.

Rob stopped the car due to the red light. After hesitating for a few seconds, he said, "Ms. Salter, you'd better listen

to Mr. Salter. He hasn't slept well since you had an accident."

Lainey knew how much she meant to her father, which was exactly why she felt her head was about to explode.

She felt like she had become a balance between her father and her friend, and she had to choose one between

them. It must be the most challenging problem in the world. She had no idea what to do!

Rob's words silenced her. Her father didn't release his hold on her hands until they reached the airport.

Jaydan took it as a wrong sign that she had thought it through, so he was gratified. "Lainey, I promise I'll visit Ainsley

and tell you everything about her frankly if you go abroad."

But Lainey did not believe a single word he said.

In the large departure lounge, a piece of local news was playing on the huge screen up there. Lainey was stunned

at the names mentioned in the report. She thought it must have been someone with the same name as Ainsley and

Hume.

But as she turned about to see the pictures on the screen, it was her friends, Ainsley and Hume.

"It's reported that Mr. Hume and Ms. Easton have engaged in Fremont. It was very romantic..."

"Got engaged to Daniel Hume?" she thought.

She couldn't believe Ainsley had got engaged to Daniel.

She knew who Daniel was, but the point was how come Ainsley got engaged to him.

With cold sweat all over her head, she looked away from the screen to her father, but the latter didn't dare to meet

her gaze. She noticed something wrong and walked straight to him. "Dad, you must know something. Tell me what

happened when I was in a coma."

No wonder she felt like she had lost someone in her memory since she woke up.

"Lainey, Ms. Easton is doing very well. You don't have to worry about her." Jaydan racked his brains to brush her off

but in vain.

At this moment, Roman showed up.

He hurried over when hearing that Lainey was being forced to go to the airport.

He strode over and stood in front of Lainey. "Mr. Salter, where are you taking her?'

"It's none of your business," Jaydan said impatiently.

She turned to Roman and asked him seriously,

"Roman, why is it reported that Ainsley got engaged to Daniel?'

She must figure out what on earth had happened and how come Ainsley agreed to Daniel's proposal.

"No way! There must be something more complicated!" she thought, shaking her head violently.

She immediately grabbed Roman's coat and looked at him earnestly. "Tell me!"

But Roman shook his head slightly. "I'm sorry."

No matter what she asked, Roman could easily get away with it.

She took several steps back, looking at them with a hurt expression. They were her boyfriend and father, the two

closest people to her in the world.

But Ainsley also meant much to her.

There were tears in her eyes as if she was about to cry.

"Lainey, she’s fine. Don't worry," Jaydan said.

Roman echoed his words, but he didn't even dare to look straight at Lainey.

"What on earth happened? Do you think I'll believe what you're saying now? Dad, Aisy lived in our house for some

time after her family accident, and I know you like her very much. She helped you when your company was in

trouble. Besides, what you know about my accident was not the whole story. Do you know I..."

"Shut up!" Roman suddenly shouted, looking at her painful face, "I'll tell you everything you want to know, but you

must promise you won't hurt yourself."

"Okay," Lainey replied calmly.

Roman walked into the VIP lounge with her, followed by Jaydan, who couldn't allow them to stay alone.

At present, Lainey cared nothing about what happened to Ainsley.

In a dark room, Irene huddled in the corner with nobody looking after her. She had been living a luxurious life since

she was a child, so she didn't understand why Clara, who had been taking care of her before, disappeared suddenly

after her grandfather's accident as if she had disappeared into thin air with many treasures in the old house.

She felt lonely for the first time. She couldn't even find a person to count on. Her grandfather, who had been there

for her, had been in a coma in the hospital. He might never wake up, as his doctor said.

All alone and helpless in Seattle, she found that all her relatives seemed to have disappeared.

The New Year was coming, but she curled up in the big house alone like a trapped beast, surrounded by inexplicable

grief and despair, which almost swallowed her up.

She stroked her swollen and aching cheek. She would never forget the humiliation she had suffered in the seaside

villa that day.

There was a photo tightly held in her hand. It was Ainsley's photo.