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

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

been taken away. Without any family, the only one who could hold a funeral for him was

to do

and his mouth grew taut. “You’re going to see a doctor at the hospital at a time like this? Are you using that

glanced at him and sneered. “What

to maintain his cool as he rebuked, “What do you think? Scarlett, 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

him, so I could only shoot him a

his tone. “I’ll send someone to deal with Marcus’ funeral.

in my tracks and whipped back to look at him, noticing the winding staircase behind him from the corner of

his reach, he could’ve held it to

tumbling down the stairs, he miraculously managed

cast a glance at him, then spun

and there was blood on his

gave him a fleeting glance before closing my eyes, planning to give him the

shades as he stalked toward me. Lowering himself beside the bed,

I opened my eyes to give him

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

my lips, refusing to speak. Does my heart ache?

with his reflexes, falling down the stairs wouldn’t pose that big of a

on his lips. “You think this is nothing compared to

chest, but

grabbed my hands and interlocked our fingers above my head

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