Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

Chapter 272 Regret

The Baldry’s house.

When Cason returned home, he saw Lindsay smiling. “Mom, what’s up?”

“The result of Kaliyah’s pregnancy test came back. I specifically begged a friend to get me in. He watched you grow up since you were a child. Fortunately, a pregnancy test is necessary. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to get in. Those policemen guarded Kaliyah like guarding a prisoner. I couldn’t even take in some food,” Lindsay complained.

“Mom, what about the result of the pregnancy test?” Cason hurriedly reminded his mother.

“Silly me! I’ve forgotten such an important thing. It’s a boy! Our family won’t end with you! I won’t have to worry about this thing anymore.”

Though she said so, she was even more worried. “Kaliyah is now tightly guarded. I can’t even go in

to take care of her!”

Cason didn’t want to listen to his mother’s nagging anymore. He went straight back to his room.

This was Kaliyah and his room. Now without Kaliyah, this room felt so empty.

This kind of feeling became even stronger after he met Ainsley at the wine-tasting party. It was hard for him to forget the Ainsley he saw at the party..

Ainsley straightened her back and danced to the melodious waltz music, her figure-hugging dress

fluttering gently.

He seemed to have seen this kind of Ainsley. They had attended many parties together in the three years of marriage, but he had never asked Ainsley to dance with him of his own accord. If not for the fact that the whole crowd was urging him to, he would have run away.

But the more he thought about these memories, the more his heart ached. Why hadn’t he nicely asked Ainsley to dance, for example, to a waltz?

Probably because the one who danced with Ainsley that day was Hudson, an old man in his sixties,

Cason didn’t feel jealous at all. All he was thinking about was the dancing Ainsley.

The waltz she danced to was not orthodox but cute, which made it hard for him to forget..

When he thought back to the past, he felt that the entire space was filled with the smell that once belonged to Ainsley.

I made soup for you. Do

can you not go to study right after you come back? I want

the party today? Matteo might see

reply to me? Pay some attention to me,

Get Bo

“Cason, Cason…”

to call his name and say all kinds of sweet words to him, but unfortunately, it was

the pillow next to him and thought of one

Ainsley was lying beside him. After both of them fell asleep, he felt that someone was gently touching his nose. He opened his eyes and grabbed

said impatiently, “Could you please let me sleep? I have to

unlike you. You can sleep as much as you want at home

in Ainsley’s eyes, but he

it made no difference to Ainsley if she had a job or not. Every morning,

early to do all the maid’s work for the whole family. She even had to work harder

realized it

that time, his answer was, “What’s wrong? You can’t sleep? I’m here

everything would probably be

of them could never be fixed.

Ainsley was a housewife, he had never

a housewife,

charming Ainsley was.

at the wedding photos on the bedside table in a

the photo albums one by

he was

that wine party, Lainey insisted that it was mainly her snack that got the

that is worth tens of millions of dollars. I should take all the credit. If not for me,

fancy

Get Bo

on her face. She knew that this was

rarely went shopping. She spent most of her time looking for evidence and working. She basically did not have much time for shopping. Occasionally, she

left right after they bought what they wanted.

a photography studio, Lainey was very excited when