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.

out again?” He looked at me out of the corner of his eye, a questioning gaze in

clips.

with his brows

pouted. So,

too long!” Four years was a long time. I didn’t know

you really want to have kids, I’ll be up

a serious tone, I said, “Let’s make an appointment tomorrow and get

each other in the end, I don’t want him to

at me and laughed. “We’re not

end, we didn’t manage to arrange for an appointment to reverse Ashton’s vasectomy

I was the first

came frequently. I

text, I was surprised. It was a short one: Turn on the

seemed like nothing more

switched off my phone,

her words. “Was

brows in confusion. What does she mean

“What happened?”

“Nancy was apparently murdered in her own home. The police are investigating now. I heard that

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

death was being

Mr. Fuller with you?” Stacey

frowned and recalled the first thing she’d blurted to me when I answered her call. I answered

in my tone and

the murky waters

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