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 funeral, Sally had to

I felt like I was

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

top-quality in all aspects from its environment to

many years. So naturally, she was

the day of Benjamin’s funeral came, Sally had to put her

day of the funeral at the White residence, Sally got

the guests paid their homage to Benjamin, the funeral procession

had been nervous for several days, finally let out a sigh

Marcus who was standing as still as a statue in

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

the violence that lay dormant in

me away after one

attempt to comfort him,

Sally, she 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

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

felt oddly hollow. From now on, he would be on

or worry about him. Sometimes, freedom was

expected, the car stopped in the city center. I got down and was surprised to see Sally getting down as well. Then, the driver headed straight

“Aren’t

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