The lack of hesitation on my part took Ashton by surprise. “Scarlett!” he exclaimed while looking at me.

“I’m sure you have eaten your fill outside. There’s no need to force yourself to finish these cold dishes.” I tried to be as calm as possible, but I couldn’t hide the hint of annoyance in my voice.

Ashton frowned at my reply, his anger simmering away. “Must you be so sarcastic?”

Even though his calm demeanor terrified me, I couldn’t help but chuckle, “Yes, I’ve always been sarcastic. Is this your first time noticing it?”

No relationship was perfect, and no couples have ever not exchanged hurtful words with each other. At one point or another, many people would have thought about hurting their partner because they were just so frustrated with them. I wouldn’t be surprised if Ashton had such urges racing through his mind now.

Ashton was trying to suppress his anger and not argue with me. His tone was a lot gentler when he said, “Are you angry because I wasn’t home to have dinner with you?”

 

I’d try

got the better of me, and I wanted to use

 

so delusional. How could I have forgotten that there’s someone you

Marcus

that you’re someone’s wife and mother? Running off in the middle of the night

to no avail. And in my moment of anger, I went on the offensive. “Which era are you from, Ashton? It’s the twenty-first century,

about it. “Scarlett, what on earth has

be expected, I guess. Any man would want his wife and mistress to live happily together. Very well, I shall bring Ms. Larson here tomorrow. I’ll even let her have the master bedroom so you

and started to make my way upstairs. However, Ashton slid his arms around

cold and menacing, and it sent shivers down my spine. “Have I become so worthless in your eyes? So worthless that you can push me to another woman without any care? Should I be grateful to you for wanting to give up

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