Ainsley looked at Manuel solemnly and said word by word, "Serina is not in good condition right now. It is better for me to continue treating her."
Manuel tapped his finger on the table, his face full of disapproval. "This..."
"What? You don't trust me?" Ainsley raised an eyebrow.
Manuel shook his head. "Of course, I trust you. I have never doubted your professionalism. I just..." Manuel said inwardly, I just want to stop what might happen next, such as the possibility that you would choose to leave me after knowing the truth.
Of course, he would never tell Ainsley about this.
Ainsley knew Manuel very well. She knew that there must be something that made him so worried. The two strange photos? Or the painting that Serina drew?
Even though she knew that Manuel might not say it, she still wanted to ask, "Tell me why."
Manuel was slightly stunned. "Sorry, I can't."