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?”

I raised my voice. “Yes! Why do I have to remain by your side when you

“Scarlett, you think too simple of the world. What are you planning to do now? Are you going to 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

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

and everything when

as he grabbed

“I don’t want this baby at all. Ashton,

baby ruined everything for me. I don’t want to give birth to

By now, his eyes were red, too, and I could hear

my face. “I do and I know very well!”

of sorrow was invading every part of my mind, and my heart ached as though someone stabbed knives into it. “Ashton, I don’t care if you don’t want to get a divorce, but I’m

he narrowed his eyes as he hissed in a

be together with Rebecca, why can’t I be with

and croaked, “What do

and

had torn them all in one rough move. “What has he done with you? Has he touched you

kill me!” I bellowed as I

a pity if you die! It’s only fun when I torture

finding no meaning in doing that. I let go

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