Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

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.

Lainey opened her eyes at the slowest speed in her life, and what entered her eyes was the gate of hope. The gate

was estimated to be about 500 feet away.

She cried tears of joy uncontrollably, tears flowing down her cheeks quickly, but she could not hear any sound of

them falling to the ground.

Lainey covered her mouth with her left hand and wiped off the tears on her face with her other hand. She grinned

happily and walked in the direction of the gate.

Hope was right in front of her.

A sinister laughter suddenly appeared again. Lainey was so scared that she turned around and shouted in the

darkness, "Get out of my way. Stop laughing."

It was at this moment that she felt her feet suddenly become heavy.

They sank fiercely.

Lainey was horrified to find that those hideous faces were right under her feet. Whirlpools appeared suddenly out

of the black and solid ground.

Countless hands stretched out from the whirlpools and grabbed her legs.

"Don't touch me! Help! Is there anyone? Help me, please..." Lainey collapsed and shouted, her tears covering her

pale face.

Roman ran into the room as fast as he could when he heard the sound. Just one glance made him feel extremely

painful.

Lainey lay on the bed, waving her hands wildly as if she was in a nightmare. Her face was full of horror.

She screamed and hurt herself again, and her nails made several parts of her arms bleed.

Roman quickly ran over and held her hands. He called softly in her ear anxiously and lovingly, "Lainey, it's okay. I'm

here. I'm Roman. I’m by your side. Don't be afraid, it's okay..."

He patiently comforted her over and over again until Lainey regained her calm. He also said in a daze for a long

time, "I won't let you get hurt again."

After that, Roman instantly lost all the strength he had and slid down the bed to the ground.

It was said that men did not shed tears easily if they were not sad.

He knew how painful it was when he was helpless, and her silent cry made him feel pain.

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.