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

Chapter 281

I drew my lower lip between my teeth. She was right. After all, Parker was dead. Ashton would have to keep his word, no matter what. If something had happened to Rebecca, he would need to take care of her.

I sneered at her. “Rebecca, if you’re willing to sacrifice your whole life, I don’t mind your existence. After all, we share a bed at night. You know he doesn’t love you romantically. I can’t believe you’re okay with waiting for him. You’re not even his mistress. If that’s the case, why should I mind?”

As the color drained from her face, I continued, “Your existence might bother us occasionally, but you’ll have to waste the rest of your life doing this. However, if you leave Ashton, you’ll have a different life. You’re pretty with a powerful family background. There will be other men who would make you happy. Look, Joe is a good example. It’s obvious he really likes you. Even if Cameron’s reputation gets torn to shreds, you can still take care of her. The Moore family is too strong for me to destroy. So, as long as you leave, I won’t get to sabotage your future.”

I was telling the truth. As long as Rebecca was willing to give up, my actions wouldn’t bring harm to her. However, judging from her persistence toward Ashton all over the years, I knew she would refuse to leave as she was used to him.

Indeed, a menacing glint flashed across her gaze.

She shook her head. “No, I won’t leave him. If you refuse to let my mother off, then we’ll fight till the end. Let’s make things difficult for each other. Scarlett, you want nothing else, but I want both him and my family. I won’t give up.”

I shrugged. “Fine. Let’s see who will win!

Rebecca was greedy, as she wanted everything. She was right. It seemed like I wanted nothing else, but it was because I had nothing to begin with.

I didn’t realize when Rebecca left the cafe. I sat in my seat as my heart clenched slowly. To her, losing a baby meant a few days of pain.

live. She had her

off. I knew I

I got ready to head back to work.

beside me.

appearance gave me a shock. I

you here?” I grabbed my bag and prepared to

his eyes. “Who were you

a seat at a nearby table. It seemed like they

“Why is there coffee on your

now, but the stain was still visible. I furrowed

were a clown making a fool of myself. “You poured coffee on yourself?”

and changed the topic. “Are you here

my table and insisted, “Who did

beat her up or pour a cup of coffee over her head?” I frowned

arched a brow. “So that’s what you

I was rendered speechless.

I need to return to my office!”

“What did she tell