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

Chapter 344

Chapter 344

How dreary! How ridiculous!

I could not help but snigger, with him in my sight. A faint smirk curled up the corner of my mouth.

He glanced at me, his eyes darkened once again as he lowered his head and kissed me. “Say my name!” he called.

I pursed my lips and tilted my head to one side. I closed my eyes, refusing to see him.

His thin lips hovered at my ear, his voice softened a little as he repeated, “Scarlett, say my name!”

I said nothing. My mind was forming a plan to escape. I deserved to make him wait for me to tell him personally that I cared about him, that I loved him, and that I wanted him.

But I could not bring myself to tell him. Over the years, I had buried so much in my heart, including his coming to Rebecca’s defense time and time again, his never-ending care towards that woman, and the harm he had caused me so nonchalantly and in so many ways.

I had suppressed so much of that. Over time, those frustrations began to take root, multiply, and became more and more intense.

could not be that all-forgiving. In the highly selective social circle, anyone could

not on impulse or out of anger, but

clothes to

His dark eyes fell on me,

Grandpa considers as ‘a good match’ might not resonate with our definition of it. My feelings for you at the beginning might not have been love at all, but admiration. Your feelings for me, on the other

between us, only bits and pieces here and there that were combined together to resemble

resembled a dark cloud that had been accumulating droplets for some time

hear. In the days that followed, I kept thinking about the many

these so-called couples who claimed they love each other spend the rest of their lives together? First comes lust, then comes love. Perhaps, there never

talking about divorce. You make it sound like it’s such a trivial

as I slumped onto the floor, still leaning against the cold, hard wall. Hugging my knees, I said, “The woman whom you love, spoil, and protect is currently lying

up on

my toes, before looking up at him. “You

fill your heart with someone that’s already dead, and then you’re quite willing to throw your life away to chase after a shadow. What does that make

that to you. I don’t want

the ground. Still fuming, he roared at me, “What do you mean ‘not too late? You’re the one who can’t let go of the past. What’s that got to

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