When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

Chapter 717

Ashton was looking rather intently at the scalded area. I mumbled in reply, “It’s much better! I’m fine!”

Ashton furrowed his brow. Without even asking, he took my bag and fumbled through it for the ointment. He then proceeded to apply it.

Ashton looked at me throughout the entire process. His gaze was unfathomable. “Is Armond better at this than I am?” he questioned.

Uncomfortable, I shifted my weight from foot to foot, then stammered, “It’s late, you…”

“Are you chasing me away?” Ashton demanded, his face growing murderous.

I took a deep breath, then nodded defiantly. “Yep. Or would you rather stay here?” I asked sarcastically.

“Can’t I?” Ashton challenged. His dark eyes bore into my soul.

Dumbfounded, I shrugged. “It’s up to you.”

Ashton thus remained in the villa. I did my best to ignore him and headed up to my own bedroom.

When Armond was back from sending Nora home, he’d naturally deal with Ashton.

After my shower, I’d completely put aside all thoughts of Ashton. It was almost ten at night, so I blow-dried my hair, read a little, and eventually drifted off to sleep.

The rain came without warning. It was a chilly autumn night, and droplets pattered rhythmically onto the ground. A frosty wind blew into the bedroom, and I woke up with a shiver.

way over to the

lightning, followed by the deafening clap of thunder, filled the room. Petrified, I

right into the arms of

shot through my knee

it for a long while. The open window was still waiting, and I tried to get up to no avail. I finally sat

only thing within reach was the small lamp beside my bed. I turned it on, but the dim light only succeeded in

spraying droplets of water across the room. At that moment, in the middle of the

presence of rain

to tremble from terror. Valiantly, I tried multiple times to stand up with the support of surrounding furniture but only succeeded in knocking

floor and shattered. Its wan light instantly went out, leaving the

I thought I could hear the sound of an infant wailing above the noise

the sadness I’d suppressed for so long noticed that I let my guard down and saw its

looked once more, dazed, at the window, the faint light streaming into the room took on the appearance of blood seeping steadily across the

with every last bit of strength left within

someone cried from

you, go

ball, my head stuck resolutely between my knees. I was shaking

through the tumult of the nightmare. My heart clung wildly

head slowly. The light in the room had been switched on and the curtains neatly fastened. The window was

me. Don’t be afraid,”

took a deep breath. Squinting slightly, I peered at the person

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