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.

was certain that I had done

the pregnant

return trip from the cemetery before dark.

drive down to the hospital to

At the hospital.

appear that the woman got out of it unscathed. She had a fright,

had been sent into the delivery room by the time I got there. Her

had taken over Ashton’s duty to communicate with her family. Rebecca sustained light injuries

I regarded him silently for some time. “You’ve always been careful at the wheel. What happened back

his gaze which instilled a sense of

said, “Rebecca was arguing with me

nostrils brought

as I reached out for

hand with his. “I’m fine!” There was a

as my long-suppressed emotions surged to the surface. “Do you think neglecting to take care of your wounds

unexpected outburst, and my

when I noticed a lengthy cut over his arm. The blood had caked over time and the color of his clothing made it hard for

the blood, I might

seeing my distress, he said in a comforting voice, “It’s no big deal. Just a

with Rebecca, or because

that

to help clean up his wound. He was frosty when his exquisite,

of the youthful nurse trembled