Starting with A Divorce novel (Ainsley and Cason)
Chapter 480

Chapter 480 A Great Gift

Nathen?

Ainsley pursed her lips and thought about it. Nathen seemed to be Matteo's assistant.

However, she always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what it was.

She shook her head and threw away the messy thoughts in her mind. She decided to pick up Matteo.

She took off her bag and put it back on her elbow. She said concisely, "Send me a location. I'll go over now."

When she opened the map to search for the location, her fingers paused for a moment and her expression suddenly became a little strange.

The entire journey was only a few hundred feet.

Ainsley calmly exited the app and opened it again. It was still the same distance.

She now suspected that Matteo had deliberately chosen this bar.

It was already close to twelve at night. The wind outside was still blowing. The night was dim and the moon was covered by thick ****. The atmosphere was quite strange. Ainsley took a deep breath and forced a smile. "Matteo, you owe me a lot."

She was tired and sleepy, and she had to walk a few hundred feet to pick up a drunkard. That was a challenge for her temper.

She took a few deep breaths and suppressed her anger. In the end, she still walked out quickly.

Ainsley followed the navigation. At first, it was a two-way road, but later, she turned into a small road.

The road was wide enough for a truck.

However, this road was in the suburbs. There were not many cars, especially in the middle of the night. Other than the faint flickening street lights, there was only the sound of rustling leaves Ainsley was a little scared. She shrank her neck and raised her hand to rub the goosebumps on her arms.

She had already stepped out of the door, so she had to pick Matteo up before she could go home. Ainsley secretly encouraged herself and continued to walk forward against the night wind.

A mechanical and clear female voice came from the navigation system. "Turn left 160 feet ahead."

The sudden voice startled Ainsley. Her tense heart almost jumped out. She was so nervous that her throat was dry.

She finally came to herself. She gritted her teeth and was about to run when a large light suddenly lit up in front of her. The light was too dazzling, so she closed her eyes. But soon, her sense of crisis was awakened.

In the middle of the night, no truck would be on a small road. Even if there was a driver who wanted to take a shortcut, it was

impossible to use such a strong light.

Ainsley realized the driver might have ill intentions toward her.

Ainsley forced herself to open her eyes. Her face turned pale and her back was covered in a cold sweat

She did not think too much about it and turned to run away.

This area was filled with merchants. The corner was 160 feet away in front, but she could only choose to run backward.

The sharp wind hurt her face, and her abdomen was throbbing with pain due to her excessive breathing.

Ainsley gritted her teeth, and the taste of blood even appeared in her ***.

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She really wanted to stop and rest for a while, even if it was for a few seconds.

But she wanted to live. The bad premonition in her heart became clear, and the sound of wheels behind her was getting closer and closer like death was chasing after her. Ainsley's strength was wearing out, and her steps became slow.

If the driver had come prepared, he or she would have caught up to her long ago.

The reason why he or she had not made a move now was probably that he or she wanted to see her running for her life in a sorry slate.

Ainsley did not care about her image. She did not have the pitiful self-esteem of those hypocritical ladies.

Since there was still a possibility of escaping in this chase, she would not give up the slightest chance.

Ainsley simply bit her tongue, and the pain made her wake up a little. She regained some strength.

Her footsteps became a little bigger. In order to save her strength, she casually threw her bag into the lawn by the side of the road. It was stained with dew.

There was a sudden piercing sound of a car flute behind her. Ainsley subconsciously turned around, her eyes full of fear.

Before Ainsley fainted, the crazy and ferocious eyes of the woman in the driver's seat remained in her mind until she completely lost consciousness. The night became silent again.

The lights of the car went out, and the truck stopped in place, looking like a sleeping beast.

The car door quickly opened, and the woman's face was revealed urider the faint light of the street lights.

Irene was so scared that her hands and feet trembled. Tears welled up in her eyes, but there was always a strange smile on her face.

"You finally died. You finally disappeared from this world."

She looked at Ainsley, who was lying on the ground with blood oozing from her forehead. Irene cried and laughed like a madman.

After laughing for about a minute, Irene gradually restrained herself.

She strolled over and used her covered shoes to brush away the messy hair in front of Ainsley's face. She slowly crouched down and said in a gentle tone, "You know what? I wanted to kill you for a long time. Your existence is like a fishbone stuck in my throat, keeping torturing me. It's so uncomfortable that I can't sleep at night. It's extremely painful."

She lowered her head and chuckled. Half of her face was in the shadows, making her look extremely terrifying. "Ainsley, don't worry. No one will replace out about what happened tonight. The surrounding surveillance cameras have all been broken by me. You will leave this world silently. So, do you like this big gift?"

The last drop of tears fell down her cheeks. Irene curled her lips. Her eyes were cold. She gently wiped away the tears on her face and got up.

Irene looked down at the unconscious Ainsley on the ground. The smile on her face widened again. Irene covered her ****and turned around. Her shoulders kept shrugging. She was so happy.

This was the happiest thing she had ever had in her life.

Irene gradually laughed out loud and got into the car without looking back.

Through the window, Irene looked at the woman lying on the ground again. She suddenly wanted to drive over.

At the same time, the trembling passers-by who hid beside the trash can recorded the whole process with his mobile phone. Fortunately, Irene left and drove away from the accident site.

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The passer-by waited for a few more minutes before carefully walking out, but he did not dare to approach Ainsley.

He only dialed the police and called an ambulance with trembling hands. He told them the location of the accident and hung up.

He was not clear about the enmity between the two women, and he was afraid of being implicated. That was the only thing he could do.

The passers-by trembled and said sorry several times with difficulty. Then he turned around and staggered away, disappearing into the corner on the right.

At one or two o'clock in the morning, the residents living on Myrtle Street were woken up by the shrill siren and the sound of an ambulance.

People who were curious came downstairs.

Soon, some people took photos and uploaded them to social networks.

This was not a peaceful night.

Matteo was still working in the company, but his right eyelid kept twitching.

He threw away the pen in frustration and rubbed his temples. Not in the mood to continue working, he simply picked up his suit and hung it on his arm, getting up. He was about to get off work.