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.

highly selective

it, not on impulse or

Then I grabbed my clothes to cover myself, though just barely, all the

he exclaimed. His dark

start. What Grandpa considers as ‘a good match’ might not resonate with our definition of it.

only bits and pieces here

gloom on his face resembled a dark cloud

In the days that followed, I kept thinking about the many couples in the

love each other spend the rest of their lives together? First comes lust, then comes love. Perhaps, there never was such a thing called love,

keep talking about divorce. You make it sound like it’s such a trivial matter. Do you think just because I spoil you, because I protect you, that I deserve

hard wall. Hugging my knees, I said, “The woman whom you love, spoil, and protect is currently

“You just have to bring that up, don’t you? You just have to force me to give up on Rebecca, to prove that I

I stared at my toes, before

someone that’s already dead, and then you’re quite willing to

can transfer that to you. I don’t want your house or your car. Luckily, we don’t have any children. Since we agree that this is a

over the table lamp beside him. It fell to 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.

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