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.

now, to lie on the bed all by myself, I felt as if there was a gap in

was already one in the morning. Too

on the balcony, Ashton had made some modifications to the balcony. Now, raindrops could not reach me, only the cold

I went down the stairs to

in the garden. Now that it was raining heavily the plants were tilting to the side by the force of the raindrops. The

but think of how much the plants and I had in common. With that thought,

rain was not cold, but it felt good to be in it. I

ever venting their emotions, so the rain was my chance

to drag me back to the house. However, she was not as young as

aside and 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,

the howling wind. All I wanted to do was to crouch down and cry, hoping that I could cry out all the grievance and misery in

in the best of health, my body would not be able to take it after being in

the world spun around

then, I heard Mrs. Eriksen’s delighted voice. “Mr.

in a black suit by the doorway. Then, he walked toward me with

me up into

prolonged crying, and I could see that he had a gloomy expression on

Ashton was back, Mrs. Eriksen no longer intervened in our

pulled off my clothes and carried me into the

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