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

Ashton’s eyebrows scrunched together, and his eyes were blazing scarlet. “How long has it been?”

How long? At this, I hesitated. Mulling it over, I realized that it’d been quite some time. Ever since I encountered Marcus, I’ve been seemingly nauseous out of the blue. Every time my mood takes a nosedive, the urge to vomit grips me.

“It’s been a while.” Perhaps I’m truly sick. Jared’s recent visits to see Summer, in particular, has such an occurrence transpiring all the more frequently.

Upon hearing this, his brows furrowed. Although he concealed his emotions well and kept them from showing on his face, I could sense that he was in a foul mood.

“Let’s make a trip to the hospital and have you checked out,” he suggested in a deep and aloof voice. His emotions were indiscernible unless one listened closely.

Irritated, I shoved him away since I wasn’t in the mood to bicker about this. My voice was a few decibels higher when I snapped, “I said I’m fine! I’m perfectly fine! Why can’t you get that into your head?”

At this, he froze, and I likewise reacted similarly. After all, this was the first time I’d ever spoken to him in such a manner after returning to K City, and my voice was even threaded with a hint of abhorrence.

All at once, I didn’t know what to do, so I opened my mouth to say something to salvage things. “I…”

However, I couldn’t utter a single word after an eternity had passed. Worse still, my stomach was suddenly churning all the more.

At this exact moment, Joseph arrived. When he came in, he was greeted by the sight of me and Ashton in a stalemate. Ashton subsequently looked at him and ordered, “Call and ask the deputy director of Medwin Hospital whether he’s free to attend to a patient now.”

clocked the odd atmosphere between me and Ashton, he fished out his phone

snapped right then. I didn’t want to go to the hospital, so

don’t want to go to the hospital! What are you two

and being an eyesore to you! Why must you allow Jared to visit her every day? She’s my daughter! It is I, who raised her from young to this very day, watching as she babbled when learning to speak and

tad manic,

painful from the initial surprise, followed by distress, my brows creased

eyes was also different; it was stained with a hint of sympathy

What’s wrong with me?

no way out. The only consciousness I had was to curl

sick! I’m really not

an hour later when I was again in possession of my mental faculties, and Ashton was keeping watch beside me. My eyes darted around

at him and demanded, “Has

deep and enticing.

down and listened to his heartbeat while nestling in his embrace. At the same time, a

in consolation. “I’m sorry. I’ve been too busy lately that I neglected you. This is all on me for having failed to take

this, I shook my head even as I

as though discussing the matter with