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.

felt that my irritation might just spark

“I’m coming up!”

yelled in a panic. I got up, got dressed,

unexpected that he knew I was living here. The winter in J City wasn’t that harsh. Clad in a wooly sweater and

some reason. It

me, he put out his cigarette and flung it into a bin nearby. He straightened up, took off his coat, and pulled it around my shoulders. “Why aren’t you dressed for the

pouted in annoyance. “Say whatever it is you’re here for!” My patience wore thin and I was not in the mood for idle chatter out here in the cold

read his expression. “Come back to

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

I sensed

a bite of impatience in his voice. “Don’t you know that? Do you think it’s appropriate for you to

this before. If you’re not happy with this arrangement, I’m happy to sign the divorce papers for

joke to you? Have you become so comfortable in flinging the

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is! It’s a joke! So, Ashton, when are you going to leave

while, he tightened his grip around my arm and flung me into the backseat of his car, with strength and roughness that

wasn’t strong enough to retaliate. Before I

countless red lights.

me out of the car.

shoulders. I grew dizzy and lost

climbed on top of me and took

shouted as I bit into his shoulder

know what to do with

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

as well and looked at