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

“Fake marriage?” Ashton guessed.

“Hmm… You’re half-right. Try again!” I said with a chuckle.

All of a sudden, Ashton loosened his grip on me and raised his arm to tidy up the stray strands on my forehead instead. In a patient and loving tone, he said, “No matter what it is, you have to remember that you’re my wife. No one can change this.”

In the face of his gentleness, my childishness and amusement escaped me.

“It won’t change. It’ll never change,” I reassured him, a reply to his trust.

At that, Ashton’s brows raised. He then led me back. As we walked, he informed me about what the doctors had said.

Illness caused by radiation was irreversible. Not even the best medical specialists in the world could do anything about it. All they could do was recommend various kinds of very costly medication. Nevertheless, they could at most extend his life for another month. Moreover, during that time, the patient would be in so much pain and would not be able to rest or eat properly.

To summarize, Marcus was going to live in a world of physical pain and mental torment until he met the grim reaper.

and us. If I had known that agony was what awaited him, I wondered if I would have

and that was why she was willing to use her life in exchange for the fulfillment of Marcus’ wish, hoping that he would be able to leave this

to Camelia’s ward. Instead, I chose to message her: The wedding will be happening soon. However, you’ll have to

marriage it would be, so I did not include

not what happened. Hours later, his condition deteriorated, and he was almost declared to

The last shred of hope I could cling to was for the wedding to be held as soon as possible to

a group of people to watch over him in shifts. Only after that, then did I feel at ease about

unfamiliar sports cars parked right outside the house. One was red, and one was black; the clashing colors seemed to radiate aggression. A distance away from those two cars was a

would not bring his friends who also dabbled in cars back home. Therefore, our guests

we click, why don’t you join in and make big

idea! Let’s do that

you think, John?

could hear the voices of the foreigners

the house,