Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

Chapter 444 Go to Hell

Seeing Ainsley's reaction, Daniel no longer doubted. He guessed that perhaps Ainsley couldn't remember it clearly because she was semiconscious last night or she thought it was Manuel's trick.

Thinking of that, he put down his guard. He looked at Ainsley with fiery eyes and asked, "Ainsley, what exactly happened? Tell me about it, and I will try my best to help you."

Ainsley shook her head and pretended to force a smile. "Thank you, Mr. Hume, but I want to deal with it myself. Well, is the mental health problem still bothering you?"

Hearing her actively mention this matter, Daniel was stunned for a moment. A burst of joy appeared in his heart. They knew that the mental problem was fake. Ainsley took the initiative to mention it at this time, indicating that she wanted to get closer to Daniel.

But Daniel still felt unhappy with what happened yesterday. He knew the effect of the medicine he had drugged Ainsley last night best. He had used it before many times and had never failed.

He looked at Ainsley, feeling uncomfortable. "Yes. Ms. Easton, have you found any new treatment?"

Ainsley had been thinking about how she could change the subject to hypnosis, and she knew it was the time now. She stood up from the chair and slowly approached Daniel. Her tone became gentler. "Mr. Hume, I have been studying a new method recently, but I have never tried it before. Are you willing to be one of my experimental subjects?"

When Daniel saw Ainsley like this, he couldn't already control himself. He smiled unconsciously and replied, "Of course! You can do anything to me."

Ainsley asked him to sit on the sofa. "Mr. Hume, now lie on this sofa and close your eyes. Remember to be completely relaxed."

"Okay." Daniel laydown excitedly.

The sofa he lay was a hypnotic sofa that had been custom-made abroad for people who were mentally ill. The outer layer of it was made of the softest fabric, and the inside of it was also filled with the softest cotton. The person lying on it would feel like they were resting in clouds.

As soon as Daniel lay down, he felt an unprecedented comfort. He had an urge to sleep without even needing Ainsley to say something.

Ainsley's voice also went softer and softer. "Mr. Hume, now imagine the scene you have dreamed of before. See? There is a huge dance stage, and the lights are bright. A woman wearing a white fishtail skirt is walking toward you."

"Yes. Her smile is bright. She raised her hand and placed it on my palm. We are dancing." Daniel smiled.

You are

looking at me tenderly. And her

in her heart. She had an impulse to

the play button. She had

whispered a few words in his ear. It seemed like she was telling a story. After a while, she walked out of the consulting

and felt it was very dark. He called Ainsley a few

picked up the headset again and listened to the song

very gloomy, and even the air was filled with a faint

and did not sleep well. His right hand was tightly

"Go to hell!

"Go to hell!"

so he did not know where he was. He only

forward, wanting to leave this dark place, but he couldn't find

past his ears, and then he

kind of feeling was so real that he had already sunk to the ground in

hell is it? Get out!" Daniel shouted with

"Go to hell!"

devil-like whisper sounded in his ear. He wanted to find who was talking,

came from all directions, saying,

were circling Daniel's ears. He tried to drive them away,

light broke the darkness. Daniel turned around in fear, only to see a knife falling to his

the floor. Countless sharp weapons fell around him as if countless people were lurking around, wanting

He looked down and saw a long knife piercing

"Somebody, help!"

on the table beside the bed. Soon,