Starting with A Divorce novel (Ainsley and Cason)
Chapter 147

Chapter 147 Ruining Her

When those people rushed over just now, she had already seen that the iron door was locked by arm-thick chains with a large lock.

There was no way for her to escape, let alone with a sick Serina.

She sat down silently. Matteo would come to her rescue. Manuel... No matter who came, this time she had no choice but to pin her hopes on Matteo. The only thing that disturbed her was why Manuel didn't answer the phone. Did he know something had happened to her?

The leader of the next room received the call. After saying yes a few times, he got a

fierce look.

He looked at the rest of his men and immediately walked over to them.

The lock fell to the floor.

Ainsley stood up and looked at them defensively. "What are you doing?"

She took two steps backward to shield Serina, not sure what these

guys wanted.

"Bitch, to teach you a lesson!" One of the men said viciously. Several men behind him. rushed out to pull Serina away but were blocked by Ainsley.

"Why are you in a hurry? If she's pulled away, you think you can get away?" The men looked at Ainsley with fierce eyes.

With the tear, Serina's jacket fell off her body and she winced violently, opening her eyes to see Ainsley shielding her as several men frantically pulled Ainsley. "Ah! Get away! Get away!"

The sound of screaming was distracting. The leader of the group frowned and bellowed,

"Get this maniac away!"

Serina burst into tears and frantically tugged at Ainsley's clothes. "Help me! Get out of here! Die! Go to hell!"

Ainsley gripped her hand tightly and glared at the leader. "Let go of us. Where do you

want to take Serina? What the hell do you want?"

The leader didn't say anything. Behind him, a lecherous man stared at Ainsley with lustful eyes. "We didn't know what the boss was up to before. But now... Beauty, now the boss has told us to do whatever he wants. It's been a long time since I've met a woman as beautiful as you and with such a perfect body. Let me get comfortable. Ah no, leader

first!"

He paused and gave Serina a disgusted look. "You don't want her watching, do you? If you don't mind, we can let her watch too. It's a madman anyway!"

Ainsley paled as they continued to speak as if they hadn't noticed.

"It's us after the leader anyway. No rush. Even if she keeps screaming, she will be mute and will be unable to speak by then."

"I advise you to behave yourself and save yourself less pain.”

Her body trembled. Serina's hand quickly slipped. She subconsciously looked over and saw Serina looking at her with a tear-filled face. Serina was already about to be pulled

out of the room.

"Serina!" She came back to her senses and immediately pounced over, pulling Serina

tightly once again.

The leader, already angry, grabbed her wrist and threw her backward. The tremendous force caused her to be carried by inertia and fall to the ground.

Her knees and arms rubbed against the small stones on the ground and were cut with

several bruises, penetrating with blood.

"Serina! Let her go. Where are you taking her?" Ainsley scolded angrily.

"Mind your own business!" The men violently ripped Serina out of the room. The violent,

miserable roar still surrounded her ears.

She stared angrily at the man who had violently pulled Serina away, knowing that she could not resist at all.

But she would rather die than suffer something like that.

Serina was dragged out and the door was slammed hard. Her screams slowly fade. Several men bring the camera over and mount the frame to point it in Ainsley's direction. "You guys! How dare you?"

Her face went pale. She knew exactly what they were going to do. It was the most

vicious way, compared to Lindsay showing an ambiguous video and Kaitlin showing the

video.

Who on earth could hate her so much to ruin her in this way?

"Get out of the way!" She lunged in the direction of the door like a madman.

Unfortunately, the door was tightly closed with chains. The chains wrapped around the handle seemed to be a murderous weapon, tying her up in the way of survival.

Several men behind her had smiled disgustingly. She looked back, and those eyes made her feel sick. One man even laughed out loud, revealing that yellowing, foul-smelling

mouth.

A strong physical reaction made her vomit.

Perhaps knowing her disgust, the men became angry.

"Bitch, how dare you dislike us. We will let you beg us to treat you gently later!"

"Catch her. How dare you run away!"

Two men rushed over and were about to grab Ainsley's wrist, but Ainsley dodged them.

She stepped back in the direction of the door. But the cold, hard wall behind her made it impossible for her to retreat.

"Let go of me!" A hand grabbed her wrist and yanked her hard toward the middle of the

room.

She bit down on the hand hard.

"Ah!***" The man roared low and raised his head to slap her.

Then several men pressed directly against her arms and legs.

She lay helplessly on the ground, her spine hitting the cold ground. "Help, help..."

She looked desperately in the direction of the door, attempting to wait for whoever was

coming.

But there was no one. There was no sound other than the yelling of these men.

No!

The sound of footsteps!

A series of rapid footsteps. Who was it?

The sound of a violent kick in the door came. The half-broken wooden door slammed hard on the floor, kicking up a cloud of dust.

In the dusty haze of vision, she saw Matteo rushing over.

"Matteo..." Tears slipped down her face as she finally lost consciousness and closed her

eyes.

On the other side of the abandoned factory, a Cayenne was coming in this direction.

Manuel stepped on the gas pedal sharply, very anxious. On the ground were the marks of many vehicles driving by. With the striking traces, he also approached the factory. "Aisy, I'm sorry." He murmured. The hand holding the steering wheel couldn't stop

trembling.

What if something happened to Ainsley? What if something happened to Serina?

He would not forgive himself. He must not tolerate what happened to happen again.

The dashboard needle spun fast. The throttle roared.

Passing through the trees, he gradually saw the abandoned factory.

Countless memories flooded back to him. He thought of the collapsed building, the

flames, the smoldering smoke, the black smoke and flames holding up.

He walked out in the rubble holding Serina and fell to his knees.

He slapped himself violently on the head, detaching himself from the deep memories.

"Ainsley..."

The murmuring didn't help him gain a sense of security. It only made him more frightened.

Stopping the car, he rushed in the direction of the factory when there were already many vehicles in front of the factory.