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

Chapter 139

Chapter 139 

At that, she rushed downstairs.

Staring at the untouched soup, I found myself lost in my thoughts. I was born without getting much love and attention in my life, and the “so-called” love that I met was pretty much the same.

In fact, I had never experienced much familial love not to mention romantic love. Hence, I didn’t know much about love, nor have I learned how to love someone.

Grandma adopted me, and she showed me what love and care were in those short years. I regarded her and her care as the figure of love.

On the contrary, John’s extreme behavior, inflexibility, and apathy meant stubbornness to me.

Whereas Macy’s protection and support meant friendship to me.

As for Ashton, in the two years of our married life, he rarely treated me well. I dared not consider those rare moments as romantic love.

It had not been my intention to misinterpret it as love.

I liked Ashton, and that was why I could endure his cold treatment to me in silence. However, that did not mean I could pretend to be a fool who saw his cheap love as true love.

The sky was getting darker, and I was exhausted. Yet, I could not fall asleep despite lying on the bed for quite some time. I had gotten used to sleeping with Macy.

a gap in my heart. Outside the window, the wind was howling. Soon, the heavy

the clock on the wall. It was already one in the morning. Too frustrated

rain the last time I was on the balcony, Ashton had made some modifications to the balcony. Now, raindrops could not reach me,

down the stairs to

plants were tilting to the side by the force of the

how much the plants and I had in common. With that thought, I walked into the garden and let the rain shower

soaked from head to toe. The rain was not cold, but it felt good to be in it. I had been sheltering the sorrow in me, and I crouched down to

one could keep living without ever venting their emotions, so the rain was my chance to

in the middle of crying. She anxiously came to me with an umbrella, trying to drag me back to the house. However, she was not as young as me; if I did not want to leave, there was no way

ran to the living room. When she came back out, she had a raincoat in her hands. As she put it on me, she consoled, “Letty, you can’t do this to yourself.

I wanted to do was to crouch down and

were in the

moment, the world

I heard Mrs. Eriksen’s delighted voice.

by the doorway. Then, he walked toward me with

lifted me up into

gloomy expression on his face. Then, I shut

back, Mrs. Eriksen no longer intervened

closing the bedroom door, Ashton pulled off my clothes and carried me

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