Chapter 302

His eyes flew wide open to reveal his obsidian orbs that were particularly bright in the night. “Cold?”

I nodded. “Very cold. You’re even colder than the snow outside!” There was a subtle whine in my voice.

He raised his hand to tuck my hair behind my ear and sighed softly, “I just don’t want you to see him. Not even for one second!”

After a brief pause, he continued, “I know that Marcus was kind to you, but he has feelings for you and as a man, I see it clearer than you do. Scarlett, promise me that from now on, you’ll stay away from him as much as possible, okay?”

I nodded and nuzzled his chest. “I know. It was just a coincidence just now. We’re staying under one roof, so it’s difficult to completely avoid each other. We’ll go home once Benjamin’s funeral is over and we won’t have to see him anymore.”

Pursing his lips, he tightened his arms around me and rolled over so that he was on top of me. “Then, make it up to me, hmm?”

A blush spread across my cheeks and I subconsciously tried to dodge, but I was imprisoned by his arms. Thereafter, he began savoring every inch of my body, from top to bottom.

As usual, Ashton was very busy managing the crisis that involved hundreds of hospitals. If it wasn’t for his willpower and competence, Fuller Corporation would have been crushed by public opinion.

At the end of the day, there was nothing I could do. I didn’t know if there was some kind of history between Jared and Ashton. Hence, it wasn’t my place to comment.

The next day, after Ashton left, Sally came upstairs and insisted on taking me out with her.

Benjamin’s funeral was in a few days and she wanted to find a new house.

White residence was left to Marcus, so after the

these few days, I felt like

any of the houses, either saying that the

aspects from its environment to location were impossible to

So naturally, she was reluctant to accept

house on such short notice. When the day of Benjamin’s funeral came, Sally had to put her house-hunting on

the White residence, Sally got up early to make the preparations for

their homage to Benjamin, the funeral procession began

had been nervous for several days, finally let out a sigh of relief after the

farewell. She glanced at Marcus who was standing as still as a statue in front of the tombstone. Over this period of time, his demeanor had become crueler and

slender figure seemed to be shrouded in a layer of frost as he emanated a

violence that lay

away after one last glance

my mouth in an attempt to comfort him, but the words

inhaled deeply before informing, “Ashton will come to pick you up later. I’ll get the driver to send you to the city center. He’ll be waiting for

lonely figure standing in front of his father’s tombstone kept replaying in

he would be on his own

worry about him. Sometimes, freedom was only a nicer way to

center. I got down and was surprised to

in confusion. “Aren’t

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