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

Chapter 306

Chapter 306

I nodded and hummed a response, then searched for a pair of shoes from the shoe rack.

Molly peered at me with hesitation stark in her eyes. “Madam, it’s late now and it’s still snowing outside. Why don’t you wait for Mr. Ashton to finish his shower and go with him?”

“It’s fine.”

I walked out of the living room and noticed two bodyguards standing guard at the door. My face fell and I snapped, “Step aside.”

Both of them remained silent.

Molly had already gone upstairs to call Ashton.

My brows drew together with rage, but I was aware that I was no match for the two burly men.

They blocked my path, remaining immovable like two stone statues.

Shortly after, Ashton came down in a bathrobe with water still dripping from his hair.

Seeing me all dressed up, he frowned. “Where are you going?”

“Out.”

“To do what?”

clawed at me. “To see

get Jared to come over in a bit.

the hospital.” Marcus’ body had been taken away. Without any family, the only one who could

had to do

going to see a doctor at the hospital at a time like this? Are you using that

at him and sneered. “What does it matter

I know you’re in a difficult place, but you should know when to stop. Aunt Sally will handle Marcus’ funeral. There are others in the White family who can handle it too. Why should you go? Will you

could only shoot him a withering stare. In the end,

his tone. “I’ll send someone

at him, noticing the winding

hands and shoved him. Since the railing was completely within his reach, he could’ve held it to steady himself, but

the stairs, he miraculously managed to maintain

glance at him, then spun on

and there was

before closing my eyes, planning to give

seem to be angry, but his eyes darkened a few shades as he stalked toward me. Lowering himself beside the bed, he ordered in a solemn tone, “Get up and apply the

a word, I opened my eyes to give him an indifferent

sturdy body, nuzzling my forehead with the tip of his nose as he asked in a low whisper, “Doesn’t your heart ache for your

to speak. Does my heart ache?

his reflexes, falling down the stairs wouldn’t pose that big of a problem. At most, he

remained tight-lipped, a mirthless smile formed on his lips. “You think this is nothing compared

in my chest, but I

grabbed my hands and interlocked our fingers

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