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.

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

said it, not on impulse or out

him aside. Then I grabbed my clothes to cover myself, though just barely, all

His dark eyes fell on me, looking

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

only bits and pieces here and there that were combined together to

face resembled a dark cloud that had been

followed, I kept thinking about the many couples

were made for each other, and how did these so-called couples who claimed they love each other spend the rest of their lives together? First

what does love mean to you? You keep talking about divorce. You make it sound like it’s such a trivial matter. Do you think just

my gaze. My legs gave way as I slumped onto the floor, still leaning against the cold, hard wall. Hugging my knees,

bring that up, don’t you? You just have to force me to give up on Rebecca, to prove that I love you? Scarlett, you are one horrible

as I stared at my toes, before looking

already dead, and then you’re quite willing to throw your life away

transfer that to you.

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

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