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

Chapter 172

Although I was afraid of John, instinctively, I couldn’t bear to forsake him because we used to spend a lot of time together back in the day-he was a brother from another mother of mine in spite of the vicious things that he had done over the years.

Ashton’s body stiffened all of a sudden. He turned around and stared at me in disbelief. The initially wrathful man stopped and lost himself in the process of thought, with disappointment being written all over his face.

I stared at him and cast the baton that I had with me aside. As my vision blurred due to the torrents of grief that rushed out of my eyes, I got down on my knees and begged, “Stop it! He’s going to die for real!

Ashton moved his lips in an attempt to say something, yet he seemed to be at a loss for words.

Mrs. Eriksen rushed out as soon as she heard the commotion. She shouted when she caught a glimpse of the horrifying scene. “Oh, God! What’s going on? What the hell is wrong with all of you?”

I ignored Ashton as I rushed over to John’s side.

His entire face was drenched in blood as he lay on the ground statically, behaving as though he had passed out.

“Hey! Are you okay? I’ll rush you to the hospital at once!” I tried to check on his leg because I recalled that Ashton had delivered a few kicks on his leg that had gone through a few surgical operations before.

The gravely injured man stopped me as he assured me with a bright grin, “It’s fine! Don’t worry! It doesn’t hurt at all!”

He shouldn’t have repeated the words of assurance that he used to tell me. I ended up wailing in front of him as tears gushed down my cheeks uncontrollably.

I was abruptly dragged away by a powerful force. Ashton glared at me and warned me, “You should stay away from him because

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leave John alone when he needed me by his side during such a crisis. As a matter of fact, he had to go through a few surgical operations to regain the capability to walk normally because of

from John for the rest of my life if he were diagnosed with any kind of long-term sequelae

shrug him off because I was slightly infuriated. “Why have you beaten him up? If there’s anything that irritates you, why don’t you come at me instead? Is it necessary for you

coughing and he puked a few mouthfuls of blood

shrug Ashton off once more, but due to the difference between our strengths, I couldn’t get his hands off of

my voice and demanded, “Ashton,

return and insisted, M’I want you to get

he showed no intention of setting me free, I leaned over and bit onto his

I had brought upon him, he didn’t even budge as though it

happen to John soon, I moved away from Ashton and enunciated my warning, “If you refuse to move away from

me in the nick of time. He lugged me over and replied in a callous tone, “Scarlett,

emotions any longer-he grasped

there wasn’t anything that I could do about it anymore. I had to resort to something else

grip. I tried to beg him to show us some mercy once more. “I’ll return once he’s in the hospital! I won’t go anywhere without your consent! I’ll allow you to do anything that you want with me!

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him! I’m fine!” John struggled as he tried to bring

expression on his face, I was pretty sure that he must have been gravely