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 nothing

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

day and might not have enough time to safely make the return trip from the cemetery

well drive down to the

At the hospital.

got out of it unscathed. She had a fright, which made

room by the time

duty to communicate with her family. Rebecca sustained light injuries and

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

emotions in his gaze which instilled a

was arguing with

scent of iron and copper which filled my nostrils brought my

hurt?” I asked as I reached out

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

you think neglecting to take care of your

was taken by surprise by my unexpected outburst, and

to remove his coat. That was when I noticed a lengthy cut over his arm. The blood had caked over time and the color of his

smell the

a comforting voice, “It’s no

up!” I was upset. Whether it was because he was with Rebecca, or because he did not take care of himself, I was not

I knew was that I was

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

fingers of the youthful nurse trembled at his