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

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 child in you

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

would say anything and

face reddened as he grabbed me and warned,

burst out of me at that moment. “I

for me. I don’t want to give birth

and I could hear his gritting teeth. “Do you

hand away and plastered a smile on my face. “I do and I know very well!”

heart ached as though someone stabbed knives into it. “Ashton, I don’t care if you don’t

he narrowed his eyes as he hissed in

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

bed and croaked, “What do you want to

apart, and I heard the

wasn’t wearing many layers, and he had torn them all in one rough move. “What has he done with you? Has he touched you in this

kill me!” I bellowed as I pinched

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

meaning in doing that. I

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