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

Chapter 292

Chapter 292

Knowing that he was fuming on the inside, I did not make him angrier anymore. When I returned to the bedroom, he was not around, and I was sure he must have gone to the study.

I then went to wash up in the bathroom. It had anti-slip tiles, so I usually took off my house slippers when I went in.

However, I somehow managed to slip and fall a few steps into the bathroom.

“Ah!” I shrieked in fear.

Bang! The bedroom door burst open to reveal Ashton, panting by the doorway. It seemed like he had rushed over.

When he saw me on the floor, he frowned as he lifted me up into his arms. “Are you hurt?”

“I sprained my ankle.”

He then reached out to pinch my ankle, and I could not help but gasp from the pain. “Ouch!”

“So you know it hurts?” he snarled. “Do you use your eyes to breathe?”

Pouting. I whispered, “How am I to know that the floor is so slippery. Who in their right mind would want to fall?”

He gave me a taunting look. “Who can you blame if you were the one to not watch where you were going?” After a pause, he continued, “What were you about to do?”

“Shower!” Why does he have such a terrible temper?

placed me gently into the bathtub and filled the tub before coldly saying, “Do you need me

came my

as if you’ve lost

of logic is that?How did he

think it is; I slipped on accident. Morcover, Marcus helped me in the past, and now that he’s having so many troubles. What’s wrong with

that he was facing such a

you’re the only one who knows how to repay a favor?

you could’ve found someone to take care of Rebecca, too. Why did you have to do it

his words for a moment. With an expression as dark as charcoal, he uttered, “Stop talking about things from the

that.” I was furious, too. “I can do this

to jump out of the tub

I was seething and closed to erupting like a volcano, but I did my best to

I could see that he

Half an hour later…

my swollen ankle under the water. I stood up by myself

a level of pain I could bear, so technically, I could do this by

essential oil. As I sat by the edge of the tub, I started

was too strong, I

towel to dry my hair, I knocked over the bottle

oil, and the glass shattered on the

not help but frown at how inconvenient

was what I did. Just as

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