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.

why I did not want to leave Ashton unless it was a last resort. This marriage was not only

I wanted to spend the

at him,

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

one more,

the sunroom on the top floor. After laying me on the bed, he placed his palm on

would have forgotten about the visit if not

It’s not good for me to keep feeling insecure.

out of the bathroom, and he was

to my senses, I sat up and wrapped my arms around his waist. His skin was

damp.

his pajamas, I was leaning on his

me. After he let me lean on his shoulder,

sorrowful tone, I murmured, “Ashton, can you not contact

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

were things I had to

tight one, and in his arms, I could barely hold back the urge to smile. It seemed like men loved the

tighter, I froze. Then, he cupped my cheek and made me stare into his dark

this isn’t who you are.

frowned and shot him a fierce glare. “So Rebecca can say

funny. She can pretend to be

have me, so you don’t need to pretend

pitiful.”