Starting With A Divorce Chapter 450

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&#lt;p&#gt;Chapter 450 Roman’s Notes
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&#lt;p&#gt;The heavy apple gave off a sweet scent. She noticed that there was a word on the side of the apple. It
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&#lt;p&#gt;“Ainsley”.
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&#lt;p&#gt;Where did he find this apple?
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&#lt;p&#gt;Manuel realized the doubt in her heart and explained, “A few months ago, I had someone plant apples
with
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&#lt;p&#gt;your name on them, but this is the only apple with a complete ‘Ainsley’.”
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&#lt;p&#gt;A few months ago?
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&#lt;p&#gt;She looked down at the apple in her hand. At that time, they were still in a good relationship. So he was
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&#lt;p&#gt;preparing for Christmas back then?
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&#lt;p&#gt;“Thank you. I, I did not prepare anything.”
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&#lt;p&#gt;“It’s fine. The most important thing is that you got this apple. That’s enough. Your safety is the best gift
for
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&#lt;p&#gt;me,” Manuel said.
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&#lt;p&#gt;Ainsley burst out laughing. “Where did you learn such words?”
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&#lt;p&#gt;“Roman gave me a notebook,” Manuel said, helpless.
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&#lt;p&#gt;“What else did you write? Is there anything worse than this?”&#lt;/p&#gt;
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&#lt;p&#gt;Manuel looked up and pointed at the moon in the sky. “Do you know the difference between you and
the
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&#lt;p&#gt;moon?”
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&#lt;p&#gt;“I don’t know.” Ainsley shook her head.
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&#lt;p&#gt;The corners of his ************* twitched as he said, “The moon is in the sky, but you are in my heart.”
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&#lt;p&#gt;Ainsley felt a chill run down her spine and awkwardly squeezed out a sentence, “It’s pretty good.”
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&#lt;p&#gt;“Pretty good? Are you tired?” Manuel took a step closer.
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&#lt;p&#gt;Ainsley replied in confusion, “No.”
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&#lt;p&#gt;“But you’ve been running around in my heart all day.”
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&#lt;p&#gt;“Stop. I know there won’t be anything more ***********than this.”
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&#lt;p&#gt;Manuel shook his head. “I’ve seen you so many times. But I haven’t seen you when you…”
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&#lt;p&#gt;“We can stop now, right?” Ainsley smiled awkwardly.
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&#lt;p&#gt;“No. You should ask ‘what’,” Manuel said seriously.
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&#lt;p&#gt;“Eh, what?”
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&#lt;p&#gt;Manuel took another step closer. “When you are in a wedding dress.”
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&#lt;p&#gt;They were now pressing their noses against each other, and Ainsley was awkward. How could Manuel
say
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&#lt;p&#gt;“You, you learned all of these from that notebook?”
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&#lt;p&#gt;“Roman gave it to me.” Manuel immediately confessed.
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&#lt;p&#gt;Ainsley nodded thoughtfully and shivered. “So Lainey likes this. But I think I may feel disgusted for the
next
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&#lt;p&#gt;few days.”
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&#lt;p&#gt;After all, these words were really *****************.
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&#lt;p&#gt;“Alright.” Manuel was actually a little disappointed.
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&#lt;p&#gt;“You don’t think that these words can move me, do you?” Ainsley widened her eyes.
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&#lt;p&#gt;“But Lainey was moved by Roman every time.”
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&#lt;p&#gt;“Then you can continue to ask him for advice,” Ainsley said sarcastically.
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&#lt;p&#gt;She put the apple into her bag, “Thank you, Mr. Gage, but I have to go home.”
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&#lt;p&#gt;It was already too late. Matteo had just made two or three calls to urge her to go home.
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&#lt;p&#gt;“I’ll send you home.”
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&#lt;p&#gt;“No need, I’ll drive myself.” Ainsley’s attitude was very firm.
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&#lt;p&#gt;Manuel felt disappointed, but his face did not reveal anything. “I’ll leave now too. Let’s go together.”
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&#lt;p&#gt;On the viaduct, Ainsley ***********a Cadillac, and behind her was a Cayenne.
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&#lt;p&#gt;Through the rearview mirror, she could even see the body of the Cayenne, and it was neither fast nor
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&#lt;p&#gt;When she returned home, Manuel still did not turn off the lights. The lights were shot in the direction of
the
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&#lt;p&#gt;Easton’s home.
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&#lt;p&#gt;After Ainsley entered the door and closed the door, he was stunned for a long time before turning off
the
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&#lt;p&#gt;lights and leaving.
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&#lt;p&#gt;Ainsley leaned her back against the wall, took the apple out of her bag, and held it tightly. Her eyes
began to
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&#lt;p&#gt;become wet. She thought that she would forget everything about Manuel.
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&#lt;p&#gt;But when he managed to make her open her heart, she found that her mind was full of Manuel, and
those
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&#lt;p&#gt;mernories that she deliberately forgot constantly stimulated her emotions.
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&#lt;p&#gt;She bit the apple and swallowed a ****************.
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&#lt;p&#gt;Would she be blessed with Manuel’s gift?
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&#lt;p&#gt;She hoped that Manuel could live a peaceful life.
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&#lt;p&#gt;She suddenly froze and shook her head in a daze. An image floated in her mind.
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&#lt;p&#gt;The young Manuel shamelessly took a big bite of the apple In her hand but forced her to eat the apple.
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&#lt;p&#gt;His smile was brilliant and did not look like Manuel at all, but the feeling was too familiar.&#lt;/p&#gt;
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&#lt;p&#gt;Somehow, she felt as if she had experienced all of this.
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&#lt;p&#gt;She rubbed the space between her eyebrows, and then an indescribable pain made her almost unable
to stand up. The sadness hit her mind, and she even wanted to cry.
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&#lt;p&#gt;She thought, Manuel, oh, Manuel, what exactly happened between us?
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&#lt;p&#gt;She was so dizzy that she could not stand straight. She held the wall and walked into the elevator step
by
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&#lt;p&#gt;step, opening the door and entering.
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&#lt;p&#gt;Matteo had not slept yet. He was preparing documents. Seeing Ainsley like this, he went over to help
her with concern. “Aisy, what’s wrong?”
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&#lt;p&#gt;“Matteo, my head hurts.” Ainsley’s face was pale.
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&#lt;p&#gt;“What happened? I’ll call the doctor over.” Manuel helped her to the sofa.
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&#lt;p&#gt;He noticed that half of the apple in Ainsley’s hand had not been finished. Just as he wanted to take it,
he
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&#lt;p&#gt;found that Ainsley held it tightly.
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&#lt;p&#gt;“No need, Matteo. I just need to rest.” She forced herself to go back to her room.
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&#lt;p&#gt;Matteo looked at her back worriedly, took out her phone, and dialed a number. “What did you do to
Aisy?”
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&#lt;p&#gt;“What happened to her?” Manuel said anxiously.&#lt;/p&#gt;
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&#lt;p&#gt;“None of your business. Did you see her? She almost fell down when she entered the door. Her face
was pale
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&#lt;p&#gt;and she said she had a headache. What exactly did you do?” Matteo asked.
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&#lt;p&#gt;Manuel carefully recalled what happened just now. “I gave her an apple.”
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&#lt;p&#gt;He told Matteo what had happened roughly. “She was fine when I left.”
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&#lt;p&#gt;Matteo also calmed down, but he felt that things were not so simple.
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&#lt;p&#gt;“Got it.” Without waiting for Manuel to speak, Matteo immediately hung up and looked worriedly at
Ainsley’s
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&#lt;p&#gt;room.
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&#lt;p&#gt;He was worried about Ainsley and her emotions.
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&#lt;p&#gt;But he knew that when Ainsley wanted to calm down alone, it was best not to disturb her.
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&#lt;p&#gt;On Christmas Eve.
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&#lt;p&#gt;There was no space left in the parking lot of PineMist Island. Many people were forced to park their
cars
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&#lt;p&#gt;outside the resort island and walk through the entire viaduct to attend the Christmas dinner.
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&#lt;p&#gt;Dozens of fans gathered together, holding signs with their idols’ names on them.
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&#lt;p&#gt;The woman in the lead was very imposing. “Today, we must cheer for hirn. We have put in a lot of
effort. We must not let the fans of other stars steal the limelight. Do you understand? But don’t go too
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&#lt;p&#gt;appropriate.”
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&#lt;p&#gt;They actually spent a lot of money to be qualified to come in. They would not do too crazy things
because they were decent people.
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&#lt;p&#gt;As soon as they entered, they found that it was completely different from what they had originally
imagined
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&#lt;p&#gt;They originally thought that those stars would be wearing high-order clothes. But they discovered that
thos
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&#lt;p&#gt;stars were all wearing casual clothes. Except for their fine features, they were no different from ordinary
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&#lt;p&#gt;people.
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&#lt;p&#gt;Some stars even personally roasted meat for their fans, and they got along completely like friends.
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&#lt;p&#gt;The reporters also did not disturb them. They only filmed in the original positions.
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