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

Chapter 117 

Looking at him. I said, “Rebecca has Cameron and Zachary too, but you can’t let her go either, can you? I’m just normal friends with John. Nothing else.”

Those were words laced with guilt. Right after I finished saying my piece, I could not conceal the awkward expression from my face.

The atmosphere was tense, and I knew Ashton must be furious right now. Guiltily, I continued, “I’m different from Rebecca. The moment she cries, Cameron, Zachary, Joe, and you will feel bad for her and console her. I don’t. I only have myself. To me, John is a nightmare, and we’re only normal friends.”

At that, Ashton softened his gloomy expression and motioned to me. “Come here.”

I sat on the bed with a hung head, murmuring, “I can’t.”

Furrowing his brows, he walked toward me and crouched down by the side of my legs. “You can’t because you feel guilty?”

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I remained silent. What I heard next was his exasperated laugh. “I was wrong to touch your box.

gave you the box, hoping to use the box to bind us to the marriage. But Scarlett, you and I both know marriage won’t work when the two are forcefully bound together. That’s why I threw the box. I’ll take care of you and the kid. We’re a married couple, so let’s spend the rest of our days peacefully, okay?”

A sense of security was not something I had in our marriage. I could not tell what parts of his words were true and what parts were not. Furthermore, I could not be sure that he had truly let go of Rebecca.

However, there was something I was sure about I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. To marry someone I loved was a blessing.

To be together was a blessing, too.

to leave Ashton unless it was a last resort.

could, I wanted to spend the rest of my

at him, I nodded.

a small, helpless smile. “Don’t mention the notion

one more, feeling helpless

his arms and headed to the sunroom on the top floor. After laying me on the bed, he placed his

about the visit

to shower. As I lay on the bed, I lost myself in my thoughts. It’s not good for me to keep feeling insecure. I’ll never be able to fully trust him or myself. I don’t like

and he was now drying his

up and wrapped my arms around his waist. His

damp.

he was not wearing his pajamas, I was leaning on his solid stomach in

on his shoulder, he whispered, “Don’t keep so many

a sorrowful tone, I murmured, “Ashton,

continued, “She has her parents to love her now. She’ll do fine without you,

had to try before

a tight one, and in his arms, I could barely hold back the urge

cupped my cheek and

“Scarlett, this isn’t who you

shot him a fierce glare. “So Rebecca can say something like this,

to be pitiful, but I

you don’t need to pretend to be

pitiful.”