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

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.

myself, I felt as if there was a gap in my heart. Outside the window, the wind was howling. Soon, the heavy

glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already one in

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

frustrated, I went down the stairs

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

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

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 let the tears

emotions, so the

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

she threw the umbrella 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, “Letty, you can’t do this to yourself. Even if you don’t think about yourself, think about the baby in you. What shall I do if

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

midsummer was not cold, I was still a pregnant woman. Even if I were in the best of health, my body would

that moment, the world

heard Mrs. Eriksen’s delighted voice. “Mr.

the doorway. Then,

into his arms,

eyes were sore from the prolonged crying, and I could see that he had a gloomy expression on his face. Then, I shut my eyes as I don’t want to

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

pulled off my clothes and