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.

I was certain that I had

the ambulance when it took the pregnant woman away. The disruption was cleared for

had lost half the day and might not have enough time to safely make the return trip from the cemetery before dark. This would be particularly risky, as

well drive down to the hospital to see how the conceiving woman was

At the hospital.

got out of it unscathed. She had a

into the delivery room by the time

her family. Rebecca sustained light injuries

time to sit down. I regarded him silently for some time. “You’ve always

which instilled a sense of foreboding within

was arguing with

nostrils brought my attention to

as I reached out

fine!” There was a profound look in his

surface. “Do you think neglecting to take care of your wounds somehow makes you manlier? What’s wrong

unexpected outburst, and my glare shut down whatever

blood had caked over time

I not close enough to smell the

a comforting voice,

was upset. Whether it was because he was with Rebecca, or because

was that I was mad as

nurse was brought in to help clean up his wound. He was frosty when his

with his ways, the fingers of the youthful nurse trembled at