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.

so

these few days, I felt like I was

She wasn’t satisfied with any of the houses, either saying that the natural lighting wasn’t good or it wasn’t close

were of top-quality in all aspects from its environment

she was reluctant to

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

of the funeral at the White residence, Sally got up early to make

their homage to Benjamin,

several days, finally let out a sigh

prayer before she bid him farewell. She glanced at Marcus who was standing as still as a statue

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

that lay dormant

me away

to comfort

to pick you up later.

anything else. The image of Marcus’ lonely figure standing in front of his father’s tombstone

he would be on his own with

him. Sometimes, freedom was only a nicer

car stopped in the city center. I got down and was surprised to see

“Aren’t you

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