Starting with A Divorce novel (Ainsley and Cason) novel Chapter 623

Chapter 623 Koen Gage

Sensing her emotions, Matteo spoke gently, "Those things won't happen again, and the culprit is in the hands of the police now. Aisy, don't dwell on the past."

"Matteo, I'm not afraid. What's done by night appears by day. Once you commit a mistake, you'll be thrown into jail," Ainsley said.

As they drove out of Myrtle Street, Ainsley felt much better.

"Aisy, did you hire a detective?" Matteo thought for a long time before deciding to ask.

"How did you know?" Ainsley was somewhat puzzled. She had not told Matteo about it yet.

Matteo sold Manuel out without hesitation. "Manuel told me. He approached me and asked why you hired a detective, but I didn't tell him anything."

Ainsley furrowed her brows, and her face turned dark. "Matteo, if he approaches you again, tell him it's none of his business!"

As New Year was around the corner, many people were getting ready to return home after a year of working in a foreign land.

For the wealthy, it was a different scene altogether. Families with some money would use this holiday as an excuse to go on a shopping spree to welcome the new year, which was also deemed auspicious.

As usual, Manuel delegated the shopping tasks to his assistant.

However, a crucial person was missing from the plan.

Usually, after the assistant had finalized the list, he would show it to Koen for approval before proceeding.

Now, the assistant sighed as he looked at the printed list. He silently prayed for Koen, hoping that a miracle would happen this year.

After finishing his work, Manuel went to pick up Serina, and together they headed to the hospital.

His thinking was simple. He couldn't let his grandfather spend the festive season alone in the hospital.

The closer they got to the hospital, the heavier their hearts became.

Especially Serina, who was young and had always been doted on by Koen.

Since Koen had fallen into a coma, she began folding paper cranes. Now, she had already filled dozens of wishing bottles.

"Manuel, Grandpa will wake up, right?" Serina choked as she spoke.

Concentrated on driving, Manuel kept silent for a few seconds before saying, "He will.’

Serina obediently stopped talking and turned her head aside to look out the window at the scenery that quickly passed by. Her tears gradually blurred her eyes.

The designated caretaker in the hospital led the two to the ward. She looked at Koen on the hospital bed and said, "He ate more than usual today, but nothing much has changed."

Manuel nodded and looked at the heart monitor, which showed a stable line going up and down.

Serina had already sat by the bedside, holding Koen's hand and affectionately rubbing it against her face. She began to tell him the trivial things that had happened recently.

Manuel stood quietly nearby, watching them. After a while, he took a monetary gift from somewhere and handed it to the caretaker. "Here's a monetary gift for New Year. You've worked hard all this while."

The caretaker hurriedly took a step back and waved her hand repeatedly. "Mr. Gage, your assistant already gave me a rewarding monetary gift a few days ago. I can't accept this anymore."

Manuel didn't bother talking nonsense and directly tossed the gift to her before saying, "That's a present from him. It doesn't conflict with mine. Take it."

The caretaker fumbled to catch the envelope and bowed earnestly. "Thank you, Mr. Manuel. I will take even better care of Mr. Gage."

Manuel nodded and shifted his gaze back to Serina and Koen. "You can leave first. I'll take care of Grandpa here today."

The caretaker left sensibly.