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 social circle, anyone

it, not on impulse or out of

I grabbed my clothes to cover myself, though just barely, all the while showing little

you serious?” he exclaimed. His dark eyes fell on me, looking extremely

What Grandpa considers as ‘a good match’ might not resonate with our definition of it. My feelings for you at the beginning might

bits and pieces here and there that were combined together

cloud that had been accumulating

like he said that out loud for himself to hear. In the days that followed, I kept thinking about

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 just an excuse

Tell me, what does love mean to you? You keep talking about divorce.

the floor, still leaning against the cold, hard wall. Hugging my knees, I

to force me to give up on Rebecca, to prove that

toes, before

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

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

beside him. It fell to the ground. Still fuming, he roared at me, “What do you mean ‘not too late?

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