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

The doctor left, and the nurse finished changing the bandages on his back. A tube had been inserted into the back of his hand, and the nurse took great care to adjust it. She looked at me and said, “His bandages have to be changed every three hours. Make sure to give us a shout when the time comes.”

I nodded and thanked her in a low voice.

A short while after the nurse left, Ashton woke up from his coma. As he lay on his bed, his lips moved a little, his voice sounding too hoarse to be heard.

I got up and poured some water, dunking a straw into the beverage so he could suck the drink up. However, Ashton shook his head, telling me to forget about the straw.

I obeyed. He took a sip from the cup and looked a little better. His lips white as snow, he muttered, “Thank goodness you’re fine.”

How strange. His first words after he woke up made me shed tears again.

I fought back my tears as I looked at him and said, “You’re a jerk, Ashton Fuller.”

He grinned back at me. Although he looked very gaunt, his face was still very handsome. “Don’t worry, it’s just a small injury. I’ll get better with some rest.”

I glared at him, the lump in my throat growing more painful. “A small injury?” He had nearly lost his life, and still had the audacity to say something so ridiculous! Was he tired of living?

Ashton’s lips curved slightly. “I’m thirsty.” I wanted to be a cruel wife and make him die of thirst, but one look from him and my heart softened.

As I fed him sips of water, my heart hurt uncontrollably. Unable to hold back my tears anymore, I could only watch as they landed on my hands.

“Why are you always crying? Girls shouldn’t cry so much, you

now, I snapped, “I’m disfigured, anyway. How much uglier could I get? Ashton, I don’t need you to sacrifice yourself for me. I don’t feel thankful for what you

“I don’t want your thanks, you foolish girl. Jared’s target was me, and you were innocent. Come to think of it, I

my head and said in a low voice, “That’s what I think,

pull away from him, but the moment I exerted some force, he let out a growl of pain.

hold my hand if he

the anaesthesia, but I could feel how cold his hands were.

never able to protect you every time something happened to you, and I failed again this time. I

to touch the scar on my face. However, he grimaced in pain again as his wound stung, and he quickly wrenched

my head, looking at him with tears in my eyes. “Ashton,

I knew the effects of the anaesthesia

something had happened to Summer, you left without telling me and went to

mouth to protest his claims, but I realized that what he said

know what else to say. After a short pause, I said shortly,

“But who cares? I’m willing to wait for you to come to me one day. Until that day, I’ll

most of my life catering to Ashton’s whims. Now that I thought more deeply about it, however, that was completely

all along. I refused to open up my heart to him and forget our complicated history—instead, I got

new people or let go of