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.

much today.” I didn’t feel like having another quarrel again, and I felt that my irritation might just spark one. Besides, another day might give us both time to calm down and talk

“I’m coming up!”

panic. I got up, got dressed,

Clad in a wooly sweater and a dark overcoat,

is it?” I repeated. I felt extra prickly today, for some reason. It

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

wore thin and I was

frowned but I couldn’t read his expression. “Come back to Peakville

and handed it back to

head throbbed as I sensed another argument on

was a bite of impatience in his voice. “Don’t you

you’re not happy with this arrangement, I’m happy to sign the divorce papers for you,” I said with

Ashton grabbed my arm roughly. It hurt. “Is our marriage a joke to

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it is! It’s a joke! So, Ashton, when are you

dangerous. After a long while, he tightened his grip around my arm and flung me into the backseat of his car, with strength and

to retaliate. Before I could sit upright,

countless red lights. At breakneck

still in a daze when Ashton yanked me out of the car. “Ashton, are

grew dizzy and lost my bearings. With every step he took,

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

I shouted as I bit into his shoulder and

what to

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

struggle. He stopped what he was doing as well and looked at me with his