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

Chapter 475

Nodding, Summer passed the desserts she’d picked out to Ashton and said softly, “Mr. Fuller, let’s go home. Mommy’s upset.”

Ashton’s knowing gaze had never left me though he had yet to utter a single word.

Jared, on the other hand, appeared unconcerned over Kristina’s feelings. His whole attention was on Summer. He had been trying to start a conversation with her even until we had already exited the restaurant.

Indifferently, we bid them farewell as we boarded the car. Summer fell asleep soon after.

When we stopped at a red light, Ashton reached out and held my hand. “Are you feeling better now?”

Slightly surprised, I shrugged. “I felt better a long time ago.”

He smiled gently. “So, what did Kristina say to piss you off?”

He lowered his gaze and stared at my hand. He appeared to be suppressing his laughter as he asked, “Does it hurt?”

“I’m the one who slapped her. Why would I be hurt?” I removed my hand from his hold as I recalled Kristina’s words. I couldn’t help my gaze as it traveled towards Ashton’s lower body.

Apparently, I wasn’t as subtle as I thought. Ashton narrowed his eyes as he asked doubtfully, “What’s going on?”

Aware that my staring was inappropriate, I quickly turned my gaze away. After some thought, I asked, “Did y-you take it out yet?”

He appeared shocked at the question, and it took him a moment before he was able to compose himself. The light turned green, and he began to drive forward. “Yes?” he answered confusedly.

Four years ago he had a vasectomy. I haven’t been with him for four years; I wouldn’t know if he’d reversed it or not.

Based on Kristina’s words, maybe he hadn’t reversed the vasectomy. This then became fodder for the rumors that were swirling around.

of the

clips. Did

morphed into laughter. He looked at me with his brows raised. “If you want to have kids, I’d be

brain stuttered as I pouted. So, did he take

become infertile if you keep the clips on for too long!” Four years was a long time. I didn’t know if his

really want to

want to continue bantering with him over this. Adopting a serious tone, I said, “Let’s

in the end, I don’t want him to ruin his chances of ever having kids

me and laughed. “We’re not

an

little did I expect that I was the

September when the autumn rains came frequently. I

was a short one: Turn on the TV. Wait for

like nothing more than a

and switched off my phone, turning my

stumbling over her words. “Was

knitted my brows in confusion. What does she mean

“What happened?”

“Nancy was apparently murdered in her own

seemed to move on their own accord as they closed my books and

Nancy’s death was being reported

Mr. Fuller with you?” Stacey

thing she’d blurted to me when I answered her call. I answered coolly,

anger in my tone

waters of the business world that she’d become a

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