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

Chapter 368

Jackson sighed as he drove.

Back at Glenwood, I followed the doctor’s instructions with the herbal remedy. Summer began crying again. Jackson said that she’ll cry whenever she’s feeling hungry. But she didn’t seem to enjoy the milk formula very much.

Nick stayed back at the office that night. That presented a dilemma, as he was the handiest with Summer. Without him, Jackson and I were at a loss in regards to her constant crying.

The only thing we could do was to hold her and paced around the room. It wasn’t easy, but we managed to get her down for a nap.

The remedy was ready. I helped myself to a large bowl of it. Jackson stared at me glumly. “The smell alone is bitter enough to make me gag. Are you sure you want to do this?”

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I nodded, took a deep breath, pinched my nose, and gulped it all down. It was bitter as hell, and the honey lozenge that Jackson handed me afterward couldn’t have been more welcome.

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My stomach wasn’t agreeable, either. It rumbled on and on like a grouchy old dog. I went back

into the bedroom and lay down for a bit. Not long after, Nick came home and took Summer and Jackson out for a walk.

I was almost asleep when the phone rang; It was Ashton. I picked up groggily. “What is it?” I mumbled, irritated.

“Come down, we need to talk!” He said in a low voice.

for moving much today.” I didn’t feel like having another quarrel again, and I felt that my irritation might just spark one. Besides, another day

“I’m coming up!”

in a panic. I got up, got dressed, and met him

Clad in a wooly sweater and a dark overcoat, Ashton leaned against his car, looking as aloof as ever.

some reason. It might be due to

a bin nearby. He straightened up, took

wore thin and I

read his expression. “Come back

on!” I shrugged off his coat and handed it back to him. “Besides, I

throbbed as I sensed

now.” There was a bite of impatience in his voice. “Don’t

it isn’t.” I looked up at him. “Ashton, I’ve told you this before. If you’re not happy with this arrangement, I’m happy to sign the divorce papers for you,” I said with no regard for his

It hurt. “Is our marriage a joke to you? Have you become so comfortable in flinging the threat of divorce

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it is! It’s a joke! So, Ashton,

his grip around my arm

wasn’t strong enough to retaliate. Before I could sit upright, he

dangerous ride; he sped past countless red

a daze when Ashton yanked me out of the car. “Ashton, are you crazy?”

shoulders. I grew dizzy and lost my bearings. With every step

a bedroom and flung me onto the bed. He climbed on top of me and took off his coat before I could sit

bit into his shoulder and held on

what to do

opened my eyes. I couldn’t divorce him, nor could I get rid

what he was doing as well and looked at me with his dark eyes. We gazed at each other