Starting with A Divorce novel (Ainsley and Cason)
Chapter 524

Chapter 524 Suicide

Lainey woke up and was in a daze in bed. Roman was worried that she would be uncomfortable lying on the bed and went to help her up. Lainey was like an exquisite doll. She was motionless and let Roman help her up.

Roman put a pillow behind Lainey. Looking at Lainey's soulless eyes, he endured his sadness and talked to her gently.

Just then, the alarm was activated.

Roman said, "The oatmeal I made for you should be ready. I'll go to the kitchen and take a look. I'll be back soon."

After that, Roman got up and left.

Lainey was still in a daze, but tears secretly came out of the corners of her eyes.

Roman added some water to the pot. It would take a few minutes before the fire was turned off.

Roman stood in front of the pot and looked at the blue and red flames, lost in thought.

When the lid of the pot made a sound, Roman came to his senses.

The oatmeal had been boiling for too long, and it couldn't wait to get out of the pot.

Some of the oatmeal had flowed to the clean table, and the mellow smell filled the whole kitchen.

Roman hurriedly cleaned up. In his panic, his arm accidentally touched the boiling edge of the pot.

The sudden pain made Roman gasp. He almost threw the rag in his hand into the pot.

Roman didn't wash the burn with cold water. To maintain the delicate flavor of the oatmeal, he endured the pain and spooned it out.

Roman put down his sleeve casually to cover his scalded skin. He carefully walked upstairs with the oatmeal.

"Lainey, this is my innovative body-nourishing oatmeal. You are the first to try it." Roman brought a stool to the side of the bed so that he could feed Lainey. Lainey did not reply or react. She was still staring straight ahead.

Roman had gotten used to this. He said, "If you don't speak, I will take it as you agree."

Roman scooped out some oatmeal and gently blew it before handing it to Lainey's mouth. "Open your mouth and try it."

Lainey opened her mouth mechanically. Roman took the opportunity to feed her, and she mechanically swallowed.

At least, Lainey ate something. Roman used this to comfort himself several times in the dead of night.

The peaceful life did not last long.

Roman thought that even if Lainey did not get better, at least she would not go worse.

However, one afternoon, Roman watched Lainey go into the bathroom.

Soon, there was the sound of water flowing in the bathroom.

Roman did not think much of it. He thought that Lainey was taking a bath. However, forty minutes had passed, and Lainey had not come out of the bathroom.

Roman began to feel restless. He got up, walked to the bathroom, and knocked on the door. Afraid of scaring the person inside, he asked in an extremely gentle voice, "Lainey, what are you doing there?" More than ten seconds had passed, but there was still no response.

Roman realized that something was wrong. He did not care about anything else and quickly took a few steps back, slamming the door open.

The scarlet red color covered the smooth floor. It was like an enchanting and dazzling flower from hell.

The scene stung Roman's eyes. His heart suddenly stopped beating, as if he would lose his life in the next second.

The family doctor rushed to the villa as fast as he could and was shocked to see Roman.

Roman was thinner than Lainey, and his whole body was covered with blood. When he saw the doctor, his eyes were full of helplessness. He pleaded humbly, "Please save her."

The doctor's heart tightened. Although he did not see Lainey, he could tell how urgent the situation was from the blood stains on Roman's body.

The doctor did not have time to comfort Roman and rushed into the bedroom with the medicine box.

On his way to the villa, the doctor was mentally prepared, but when he saw the scene, he was still shocked and looked very serious.

Lainey must be saved immediately.

The doctor had no time to waste.

The doctor ran to the bed and threw back the quilt. His right eyelid twitched a dozen times.

The wound on Lainey's wrist was so deep that the bones could be seen. Although Roman had tied the blood vessels with a piece of torn shirt cloth, the thick blood was still gushing out.

The doctor hurriedly did an emergency treatment. About ten minutes later, he walked out of the bedroom, sweating.

Roman was so worried that he was about to go crazy, but he was afraid of disturbing the doctor's treatment, so he could only grit his teeth and wait at the door.

When Roman saw the door open, he hurriedly went up to the doctor and asked anxiously, "Dr. Barry Graves, how is Lainey?"

Barry took off his mask. He still looked grave. He shook his head and said in a slightly serious tone, "The wound is too deep, and she has lost too much blood. She must be given a blood transfusion as soon as possible."

Barry was awkward. "But I came in a hurry and didn't bring any blood packs with me." Roman rolled up his sleeve without thinking. "Can you use mine? I have O- type blood." "Well..." Barry hesitated for a few seconds before coming to a decision.

"Okay, but it can only be used in emergencies. There wont be a problem if you lose a little blood." After saying that, Barry opened the bedroom door and hurried in. Roman followed closely behind. Seeing Lainey lying quietly on the bed with a pale face again, Roman wanted to beat himself up.

Roman had promised that he would not let Lainey suffer anymore, but he broke his promise.

Barry took two hundred milliliters of Roman's blood, put Lainey on a drip, and called his colleague, asking his colleague to take some blood packs over as quickly as possible.

After that, Barry walked behind the dispirited Roman and patted him on the shoulder. He sighed, "When Ms. Salter gets better, take her out for a walk.

Always staying in the same place will give rise to dark thoughts."

Roman nodded slowly, but his eyes were fixed on Lainey.

After Barry gave the order, the hospital was very efficient. It was nearly 25 miles away, but the ambulance arrived in about 20 minutes.

After changing the infusion bag, Barry said something to Roman and left.

Lainey was out of danger. After the blood transfusion, Roman had to change fresh dressing for her wound on time. Then, she would slowly recover.

The next day, around eleven o'clock at noon, Lainey finally woke up.

Roman had stayed up all night. He was lying on the side of the bed, holding Lainey's uninjured hand and sleeping soundly.

However, Lainey only made a very small noise and woke Roman up.

Roman had not fully opened his eyes, but his face was full of fear. He tightened his grip on Lainey's hand and relaxed, and he hurriedly looked up in a panic.

When Roman met Lainey's bewildered eyes, he sniffed and said in a hoarse voice, "Lainey, thank you for waking up."