Chapter 137

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me back to the bed. Casting me a determined look, he inquired, “Do you still feel bad?”

His question made me freeze. “Feel bad?”

“About my injury.”

I lowered my head and chuckled. Shaking my head, I responded, “No, Ashton. Whether you live or die is none of my concern anymore.”

I knew those words would make him angry and lead to a fight.

Yet, I still voiced them out.

He stared at me for a long while before he finally asked, “Scarlett, I never have a place in your heart, do I?”

“Yes.” I nodded as my chest tightened. Breathing out slowly, I averted my eyes from his gloomy gaze and muttered, “When Grandpa asked me to marry you, I agreed to it because you’re the dream husband of all girls—handsome and rich. In the beginning, I hoped for a beautiful love story. That was why I married you happily. However, as time passed by, I realized it had just been wishful thinking.”

Rebecca was all that was needed to defeat me.

“So?” It was a grim look on his face and a cold sneer on his lips. “John’s appearance made you realize that you can choose someone who likes and adores you. On the other hand, I became less important to you. Is that so?”

raised my voice. “Yes! Why do I

divorce me and get together with John? Let me tell you this. You can dream on. I won’t agree to divorce even if you don’t have my child in you

b*stard!” He refused to let me lead a good life. He would rather drag this on than to see me live a happy life. I was on the verge of a breakdown from enduring the upset for such a long time. I swept the lights and decorations off the headboard, and they shattered on the ground. “Why can you do anything you want with Rebecca,

say anything and everything when anger consumed

reddened as he grabbed me and warned, “Say

“I

don’t want to give birth to your child. It’s not worth it for me to

now, his eyes were red, too, and I could hear his gritting teeth. “Do

on my face. “I do and I know very well!”

stabbed knives into it. “Ashton,

that, he narrowed his eyes as he hissed

together with Rebecca, why can’t I be with John?”

the bed and croaked, “What do you

his hands apart, and I

in one rough move. “What has he done with you? Has he touched you

to kill me!” I bellowed as I pinched

you die! It’s only fun when I

resisting, finding no meaning in doing that. I let

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