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.

my way over to

of lightning, followed by the deafening clap of thunder, filled the

however, I ran right into the arms of the chaise

sharp pain shot through my knee and I crumpled to

for a long while. The open window was still waiting, and

but the dim light only succeeded in casting ghoulish shadows against the

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

the presence of rain and thunder. I was utterly vulnerable at the moment, incapacitated

tried multiple times to stand up with the support of surrounding furniture but

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

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

in fear. Amidst the mounting dread, the sadness I’d suppressed for so long noticed that I let my guard down and saw its

dazed, at the window, the faint light streaming into the room took on the appearance of

with every last bit of strength left

from beyond the

of you, go away!”

with fear, I’d curled up into a ball, my head stuck resolutely between my

me, Ashton,” a voice said gently beside me. It pierced through the tumult of the nightmare. My heart clung wildly to that voice.

had been switched on and the curtains neatly fastened. The window was now tightly

Don’t be afraid,” Ashton said again,

deep breath. Squinting slightly, I peered at the person before me.

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