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 seriously baffled as I was certain that I had done nothing recently that might

in the ambulance when it took the pregnant woman away. The disruption

lost half the day and might not have enough time to safely make the return trip

drive down to the hospital to see how the conceiving woman

At the hospital.

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

been sent into the delivery room by the time I got

to communicate with her family. Rebecca sustained light

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

which instilled a sense of

“Rebecca was arguing with

filled my nostrils brought my attention to a soaked patch against his black

you hurt?” I asked as I reached out

“I’m fine!” There was a profound look in

“Do you think neglecting to take care of your wounds somehow

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

lengthy cut over his arm. The blood had caked over time and the

smell the blood, I might not have

distress, he said in a comforting voice, “It’s

upset. Whether it was because he was with Rebecca, or because he did not take care of

knew was that

He was frosty when his exquisite, limited edition shirt was cut

the youthful