Starting with A Divorce

Chapter 563

Starting with A Divorce Chapter 563

Chapter 563 An Eye for An Eye

“Let go of me!” Irene shouted crazily.

She was held down by several men, screaming in pain mixed with moans in pleasure, and her clothes were torn apart, a vivid scene that can be seen through the video.

With hateful eyes, Roman held a piece of glass at Irene’s cheek in the large van.

He seemed to have witnessed how desperate Lainey was when dishonored by a group of men, and he believed this was the first step to helping her get better.

He had been waiting for this day for a long time, for the video of Lainey’s being insulted stabbed his heart deeply like a thorn.

It was a threat to him, but now he could fight back against Irene.

An hour later, as the door was opened, all the men in the car got out.

Roman got in with a camera and took a few photos of Irene lying in the seat desperately.

She glared at Roman with tearful eyes, her mouth stained with blood and her lips dry. Tuck you!” Her voice was hoarse because of screaming.

“Damn you, Ms. Wade. I’ve never taken photos for anyone, but you’re my exception. Hope you like it.” Roman raised the camera and took more photos.

Irene subconsciously raised her hand to block her face, but she realized it was useless when she saw the surveillance camera in front of her face.

She had been captured clearly. Tears streamed down her face as she mocked loudly, “You’re a jerk! I was just suggesting, but it was Daniel who did it! Do you dare to deal with him? Huh? You’re a coward! Oh, right. Does Manuel know you’ve betrayed him?”

“Shut up!” Roman shouted, gnashing his teeth.

“Why should I shut up? Are you scared? Or you just don’t admit you’re a coward and asshole? Go to deal with Daniel if you can!” Irene laughed maniacally.

Injured and painful all over, she felt her laugh cause more pain in her abdomen and abrased mouth, so she had to clutch her abdomen to relieve the pain.

Roman bent down to stare at her rancorously and said in a deep voice, “Don’t talk nonsense! I’m not gonna let anyone who hurt Lainey get away with it, including you and him.” NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Irene looked pale. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. She was half-naked, with most of her clothes torn into pieces.

“If you dare to release Lainey’s video, your video will be released as well. I don’t believe you don’t mind it. Take care.” Roman waved the camera at her and got out of the car.

Irene lay flat on the seat, gasping heavily for breath. She groped for her phone in the car and dialed a number.

“Come and pick me up.”

After hanging up the phone, she struggled to get up and got out. There was no one left.

With hateful eyes, she felt so weak as to almost fall to the ground.

When Roman returned to the hospital with his men and the camera, Manuel was smoking in the corridor outside the ward.

“Mr. Gage, it’s done. I’ve sent you the video and photos to your e-mail.” Manuel nodded slightly. He had already seen them.

“Cason, how do I look in the new dress?” In a new dress from a famous brand, Kaliyah asked with expectation.

With a heavy heart, Cason got steamed up when seeing her exultant face, so he resorted to venting his anger on her. “Is there anything else you can do except for having fun? As my wife, I hope you can do more than just shopping.’

Frightened by his sudden fury, she stood rooted to the spot and stared at him in shock. “Cason, what’s wrong?”

Cason snorted coldly and turned his head, unwilling to talk to her anymore.

Standing there at a loss, she panicked and hurriedly explained, “Cason, I don’t…

I can do many things besides shopping. I do housework every day. I…”

“Enough.” Cason interrupted her impatiently. “What’s the point of talking nonsense?”

He looked at her coldly, and his words were as sharp as a cold sword. “You should do something instead of idling around at home and thinking about trivial things.”

After that, he turned around and left.

Widening her eyes, Kaliyah couldn’t believe what she had heard. She couldn’t help trembling with shock.

As Cason was going to leave the room, she took two steps forward and shouted at his back, “Cason, what do you mean? Are you tired of me? I’m telling you! You’ll never get rid of me! Ever!”

Unfortunately, her words could hardly stop his pace for even a second. Tears streaming down her face, Kaliyah flopped down on the floor and roared at the servants who were looking at her curiously, “What are you looking at? Get out of here!”

The cleaning servants left in a hurry.

It occurred to Kaliyah that Cason would not lose his composure for no reason after she cried for a moment.

He would normally ignore her no matter how much he disliked her.

He must have had some tricky problems today. Otherwise, he wouldn’t vent his anger at her.

His company had no trouble, so the only one that could upset him was Ainsley.

“Yes, he must treat me like this because of her!” she thought.

Kaliyah raised her head with hatred, tears welling up in her eyes.

She hurriedly got up and intended to talk to Lindsay without even bothering to tidy herself.

Lindsay was watering the flowers in the greenhouse and humming an unknown tune. She seemed to be in a good mood.

“Lindsay.” Kaliyah rushed in so recklessly as to kick over a flowerpot beside her, leaving the soil and flowers inside pouring out.

Distressed at it, Lindsay hurried to put down the kettle and squatted down to check out her flowers with her brows knitted. “Ah, how could you be so careless? It’s a precious flower delivered by air yesterday. You almost spoiled it.”

Kaliyah anxiously squatted down to grab Lindsay’s hand. “Here’s the thing.

Ainsley is trying to seduce Cason again. What should I do? Please help me.” Lindsay paused, putting on a serious look. “What happened?”

Kaliyah recounted the argument she had with Cason just now.

Lindsay heaved a sigh and patted her hand to comfort her. “It’s an unnecessary worry.”