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

Chapter 88 

The moment he spoke, he seemed to have remembered something as he nodded and snapped his fingers, “Oh, I nearly forgot! He should be in Rebecca’s ward now caring for his beloved woman instead. I doubt he has time to pay any attention to you!”

Having said that, he leaned closer, his tobacco-filled breath made me even more disgruntled and I spat, “Hey, John. If I die, will I be finally liberated?”

His face turned grim, “You can try.”

How could I? It was not the right time yet. But even if it were, I guess it would not be a bad thing if I could drag a devil with me to my death.

Just then, the yard was lit by the headlight of another car. Turning my head, I saw Ashton’s jeep driving up.

I glanced at my watch. It was twelve midnight. I was slightly surprised that he had actually come back.

John’s car was easily spotted by Ashton upon the latter’s return. However, he did not get down immediately. Instead, he stayed in his car, lit up a cigarette, and started puffing away while observing us with a deathly glare.

John, being the despicable opportunist that he was, leaned closer to me and sniggered the moment he saw Ashton. “I wonder what will Ashton’s reaction be if he witnessed me kissing you?”

“You sick b**tard!” I screamed and tried to move away from him, but alas, there was not enough space in the car.

Lunging his body forward, he managed to plant a kiss on my lips before moving back. Licking his lips in satisfaction, he deliberately stared back at Ashton with a taunting look on his face

“John, are you crazy?”

“Yes, I am!” John nodded just as Ashton got out of his car.

I stared at him fiercely and demanded, “Open the door now!”

was busy

he saw that the latter went straight back to the villa. He turned to look at me

touch you!”

his words struck a nerve deep within me. I retorted, “So what? It has

loud noise reverberated throughout the whole car. It was immediately followed by the sound of a car window

was shocked to see Ashton standing beside the car. His eyes were full of

well-mannered gentlemen. But

rotten guy. I was no better. And even Ashton could be despicable at

behind his cold sophistication and high nobility laid

was unleashed that night. Ashton was holding a sledgehammer in his hand which was left by the stone smith who repaired the yard rockery a few days ago. Against a hammer, a car’s

shattered window glass. He simply watched as Ashton

was opened, I got out of the car silently before glancing at the two

on his car seat, the imposing aura he was exuding was not any less than Ashton’s who was standing towering over him.

be the preferred way to solve any disagreements for the masculine species. Perhaps they

glinted

Mrs. Eriksen who was living in the outer courtyard. She turned on the lights to the yard and rushed

fell upon John. Seeing an unfamiliar man in the yard, she was stunned for a while before she worriedly offered, “Mr. Ashton, shall I call the

as he commanded, “No need. Go into the house and get my wife a chair so she can sit and

What…

nodded and hurried

at Ashton and said, “I’m not going to stay here and spectate anything. It’s not good for our child. Just be careful and try

to liven him up. Ashton’s dark expression seemed to lighten up. He smirked confidently as he gazed at

reason, John got even more agitated by the whole scene as he let