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

Standing in front of the lamp, Ashton’s shadow enshrouded my view as though a giant was right in front of me. We used to be one, but our future would depend on his answer.

After a long while, he looked at me with his brows arched in confusion. He placed his hands on my shoulders and announced, “Scarlett, I love you to the extent I have been deceiving myself to forget your identity as the granddaughter of the person who brought upon my parents’ demise. Vengeance used to be the only thing keeping me alive, but your presence has given me a brand new reason to live.”

I returned the favor and placed my hands on his shoulders, replying in a hushed voice, “Can you please put the grudge you held aside for the time being for our family’s sake?”

The only thing keeping us apart was the secrets we had been keeping to ourselves. Since we had let the cat out of the bag, I wished not to allow anything to get in the way of our relationship anymore-neither of us wished to be apart from one another.

Nonetheless, moving on was easier said than done. Ashton, who had been pretty patient, went dead silent.

I refused to give up just yet. I placed his hand on the baby bum[ and uttered softly, “Ashton, Macy is dead, and Jackson is heavily injured. Armond has gotten you over because he wants to figure out if we’re on good terms with one another. If you keep going after him, we’ll all end up dead. Is that really what you want?”

me remained silent. It would be extremely difficult for him to get rid of the pent-up grudge that had built up within him over the past three

conscious of his feelings, leaving him to hold onto the anger was a risk we as

my composure, I looked at him in the eyes and said, “I know I’m supposed to support you as your wife, but as a mother, I don’t think it’s wise to stay by your side because our children’s lives are at stake. If you insist on exposing us to

my mid-twenties, I forsook everything and devoted myself to our relationship. Unfortunately, I couldn’t bear to

take it anymore. He yelled, “It’s not up to him anymore! The ones behind the scenes must have been alarmed after we waged

on our marriage that had lasted for a decade, yet John’s words worked like a charm and reminded me of our dire situation. If it was merely a showdown between Ashton and his foes, it wouldn’t be a big deal. Unfortunately, it had morphed into a feud between two families, and

showed up out of nowhere, came prepared. As Ashton had broken Mitchell’s arms and waged war against the Ziegler family because of me, Armond could easily verify

into the foyer, they were startled by the silence in the spacious

Cameron, who was quite a distance away, asked before making her way

out of confusion and snapped back