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

Chapter 820

He shook his head. “You’re not allowed to wear skirts anymore!”

Before I could react, he had draped his coat over my thighs to my chagrin.

I was also distinctly aware that everyone around us who was having breakfast glanced toward us more often than was necessary. Do I look indecent?

I examined my dressing again, but I didn’t find anything overtly inappropriate. “Do I look strange at all?” I pleaded with Ashton.

He nodded solemnly. “Yes. You’re too beautiful, that’s the problem.”

I was flabbergasted for a moment and burst into laughter the next. “Where did you learn to say things like that?”

 

He took a sip of water at length. “Just don’t wear skirts this short again.”

“It looks good on me,” I pouted. “Why can’t I wear it?”

 

“It’s too short!” Ashton said brusquely.

Nora said that Ashton’s reaction like this was a common ailment amongst men. They would try to restrict their wives’ freedom to dress provocatively to the best of their ability but would enjoy looking at skimpily dressed women out in public.

“Rebecca and Rachel wear short skirts often and I think they look nice,” I said deliberately. “Why can’t I do the same? You can ogle at others but why can’t I let others ogle at me? Ashton, you’re being unreasonable.”

one another?” Ashton fixed his beady

they do,” I

said critically. “Your fat

gotten skinnier!” I protested after a

the case. “Have I really gotten fat?”

he

we girls can feel very insecure about our looks. It felt even more so for me because Ashton had never called me fat before until now. If it had merited a mention from him, perhaps there was some truth in

ever again,” I promised. I’d look awful in them being as fat as he said I

a

breakfast we ordered. It was mostly what I enjoyed eating, but now that my plumpness had been pointed out, I felt self-conscious and didn’t have much

helped myself to a glass of milk. “Why aren’t you eating?” Ashton asked with a

a controlled diet, I should be able to slim down with

our figures and petite sizes anyway. It was well worth it to be able

“How are you going to lose weight if

the pastries back in front of me. “Finish

don’t want to!” I

said sternly. “Caloric restriction is the worst way to lose weight. We can go to

defiance, but

corner of my eye, I saw a

too. “Good morning, Mr. White!” he

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