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

Chapter 370

I did not know how to love, or even how to receive love, but I did know that it meant to treat them well.

Love is the reason why I was considerate on his behalf. I felt this way for this child. All I could do, I would do for her, and do it well.

Ashton looked at me thoughtfully. “And what about me? Am I even somebody important in your life? All Marcus left for you are regrets. What about me? Does it make a difference to you that w are married?”

I knew perfectly well what Ashton wanted. He wanted me to need him and hold him in my heart.

The light in the bedroom was dim, but his eyes appeared strangely bright. We stared at each other: I was at a loss for words.

After a long while, Ashton let go of me and stepped back a few paces dejectedly. He smiled sarcastically to himself.

“Good for you, Scarlett.” He turned to leave, but I reached out and grabbed his arm.

I had things I wanted to say to him from my heart, and almost instinctively, I blurted, “I want more than anybody else to place you first, but I’m afraid that if one day I find myself unable to leave you, you’ll be the one to leave.”

He turned back and looked at me with a penetrative gaze. “Was that why you neglected my feelings? Out of all the people in your heart, you chose to hurt only me?”

I shook my head and felt terrible about the pain in his eyes. “No, I’ve never meant to hurt you. I just don’t feel secure. I’m afraid that you would leave me and not want me anymore.”

His slim frame stiffened as he pulled me in for a tight

matter how badly we fight, we should never threaten to leave each other, alright? Scarlett, I will

you.”

said nothing. I was stupid for not knowing how to

end of the year. Most of the staff in the company

not celebrate New Year’s with us, so it

him over to Glenwood. Nick was still hard at work as his company did not allow leaves, and Jackson was busy caring

door to me and Ashton, he froze in surprise. Swiftly, he rearranged his features into an

nodded and entered. “Was

not too bad,” he replied as his

attempted to make introductions. “This is Jackson, my friend from college.

to Ashton, he smiled apologetically and said, “Mr.

meet you too,” Ashton

unfriendly presence, I found him unapproachable. After introductions with Jackson,

Jackson to Summer’s bedroom. She had her milk

Summer and raised his hand as if to

like that. They don’t know how to deal with

clothes to the laundry room. “Do you plan on taking the medicine today?” He turned to me and

looked away at Summer’s underfed

saw him watching the child too. Jackson raised his eyebrows and departed the