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?”

me. “To see

get Jared to come over in a bit. Go upstairs and rest

the hospital.” Marcus’ body had been taken away. Without any family, the only one who could hold a funeral for him was Sally, but of

to

see a doctor at the hospital at a time

and sneered. “What does

Sally will handle Marcus’ funeral. There are others in the White family who can handle it too. Why should you go?

only shoot him a withering stare. In the end,

his tone. “I’ll send someone

to look at him,

veins, I raised my 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 his

spun on my heels and

were dim and there was blood on his forehead and the corner of

fleeting glance before closing my eyes, planning to give him the cold shoulder and go to

he stalked toward me. Lowering himself beside the bed, he ordered in a solemn tone, “Get up and apply

give him an indifferent look before closing my

down with his 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

lips, refusing to speak. Does my

reflexes, falling down the stairs wouldn’t pose that

on his lips. “You think this is nothing compared to Marcus’ death and that it doesn’t deserve

chest, but

Instead, he grabbed my hands and interlocked our fingers above my head before kissing

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