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

Chapter 407

I could not explain that either. “It started after I saw the pregnant woman just now. I guess it must be a repercussion of what happened the last time.”

After a brief pause, I regarded him. “What are you doing here?”

Rebecca came over to us. It had only been a few days since, but she looked visibly sallow and seemed to have lost considerable weight.

Ashton was calm. “I was sending her to the hospital when I lost focus and ran into someone.”

There may be more to this than what he described, as he had always been a cautious driver. It was unlikely that the cause had been a loss of concentration on his part.

I glanced over to Rebecca’s pale facade and puffy eyes.

They were filled with hatred and resentment. Did I somehow offend her again lately?

A siren filled the air as the ambulance approached. Ashton ran his fingers through his own hair and swept it behind his ears before he whispered, “Don’t worry about it. Wait for me at home. I’ll be back when this is settled, alright?”

I nodded in acknowledgement.

It was a matter of life and death that he should see to it without delay.

As I watched him depart, Rebecca glared at me. “You should have died!”

Those words were as chilling as they were perplexing.

certain that I had done nothing recently that might have roused

in the ambulance when it took the pregnant

to safely make the return

I might as well drive down to

At the hospital.

would appear that the woman got out of it

been sent into the delivery room by the time I got

to communicate with her family. Rebecca sustained light injuries and was taken in for

down. I regarded him silently for some time. “You’ve always been careful at

gaze which instilled a sense of foreboding within

said, “Rebecca was arguing with me in the

scent of iron and copper which filled my nostrils brought my attention to a soaked

as

hand with his. “I’m fine!” There

“Do you think neglecting to take care of your

my unexpected outburst, and my glare shut down whatever response he had

I noticed a lengthy cut over his arm. The blood had caked over time

I not close enough to smell the blood, I might not

a comforting

with Rebecca, or

knew was that

help clean up his wound. He was

the youthful