Chapter 130 Grilled Mushroom Showdown
Ainsley picks up all kinds of seafood, including starfish and crabs. She also picked up sea snails.
Manuel walked up to Ainsley with a bucket in one hand and said. “Reach out.”
“What?” Ainsley looked at him in confusion.
“Reach out your hand,” Manuel spoke once more.
Ainsley reached her hand out, ready to withdraw it.
Manuel placed his hand in a fist on her palm. A cold object landed in her palm.
It was a seashell.
“I picked it up.”
Ainsley looked at the pink and rippled shell.
“It’s so pretty.” She put the shell in her pocket.
Not far away, Serina was overlooking and saw Manuel and Ainsley together from a distance.
The two were standing on the beach. The sunlight descended a little, and the orange color sprinkled on them. Looking at Manuel and Ainsley, she thought of the various beautiful descriptions in the novels she used to read.
“Serina, what are you looking at?” Lainey put a hand on her shoulder and looked in the direction she was looking.
“Manuel and Ainsley. I always feel like I’ve seen this scene before as if it’s been years.” Serina patted her head.
Lainey rubbed her head. “Maybe they look too harmonious.”
Lainey thought it was amazing too.
It always felt like Manuel and Ainsley should have known each other for a long time. That wonderful and harmonious atmosphere was so comfortable that one couldn’t bear to disturb them.
Ainsley and Manuel were walking on the beach. They put the bucket full of seafood on the shore. The soft, warm sand made Ainsley feel incredibly relaxed.
She walks toward the setting sun. Her feet felt the ebb and flow of the tide.
It had been a long time since she had been this relaxed, and she used to go on shopping trips with Lainey. She used to be free to go on a trip whenever she wanted.
But since she married Cason, she had been playing the role of a virtuous wife, serving her
mother-in-law and her sister-in-law every day.
Impulsiveness could blind people and even deceive their senses.
She was willing to do all that because she loved Cason. But she didn’t love him after the divorce.
Her eyes fell on Manuel beside her. The fiery red and vivid haze shone on the sea level and dyed the water red. No one could ignore such a spectacular scene.
But he didn’t look at the water, nor at sunset. His eyes were always on Ainsley, gentle. His deep eyes seemed to be more boundless than this vast sea and more dazzling than that sunset.
Whenever she felt that she would not be shy after getting acquainted with Manuel, he always made her blush just because of a look.
But this time, her face was glowing red, shining from the haze.
“Aisy, are you unhappy?” Manuel took her hand in his.
There was also a hard object held in the palm of that hand. Feeling the sharp edges as well as the sandy feel, he knew it was the shell he had given her.
“No, I’m relaxed.” She smiled as if to prove it to him.
“No. From the moment I saw you down at the apartment building, I thought you weren’t in a good mood today. Is it because of what happened yesterday?” Manuel asked.
Ainsley lowered her eyes slightly. “Manuel, you don’t mind that I’ve been married?”
She never felt inferior because of this and believed Manuel didn’t mind. But she had heard the talk yesterday. Whenever she showed up, everyone would say she was Cason’s ex-wife. That failed marriage had become a shackle for her.
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