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

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.

be that all-forgiving. In the highly selective social circle, anyone could

it, not on impulse or out of anger, but after putting in considerable

my clothes to cover myself, though just barely,

serious?” he exclaimed. His dark

and nodded. Then, I gazed into his dark eyes as I explained it to him. “Let’s just calm down and think this through. Perhaps it was a mistake right from the start. What 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 hand, might just be

bits and pieces here and there that

gloom on his face resembled a dark cloud that

loud for himself to hear. In the days that followed, I kept

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, and everything else was

a corner, a ruthless sneer crossing his face. “What do you know about love? Tell me, what does love mean to you? You keep talking about divorce. You make it sound like it’s such a trivial matter. Do

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

he scoffed. “You just have to bring that up, don’t you? You just have to force me to give up on

at my toes,

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

back at him. “Since we have our own hurdles, then we might as well file for divorce. I don’t want anything from the Fullers. Grandpa transferred HiTech to my name, I 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

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. What’s that got to