In Love, Never Say Never

I guess I shouldn’t get my hopes high since I was talking to a drunkard.

As soon as he heard my words, he stared at me with his abysmal pair of eyes and a frowned look. He was cradling me in his arms while caressing my head.

I pushed him away because I knew what he had in his mind. “Marcus, you’re drunk!”

Nevertheless, the man didn’t even budge the slightest. Since we were next to the street, I was afraid I would push him off to the bustling streets and get him involved in an accident.

In the end, we ended up behaving as though we were making out in the middle of nowhere, being lovey-dovey in public.

“Marcus-” I yelled at him to express my frustration because he started running his hands behind my back.

Before I could reprimand him, I felt him being lunged away from me full force. A few seconds later, I heard a muffled grunt from him.

By the time I returned to my senses, Ashton and Marcus had gotten involved in an intense fight. To be precise, Ashton started beating Marcus to a pulp with all his might.

Within a few seconds, Marcus’ face was bruised. Perhaps because he was awfully drunk, he was defenseless against Ashton and allowed the brutal man to throw several consecutive punches at his face relentlessly.

I sprinted over and grasped the hem of Ashton’s shirt to stop him. As I was worried that something bad would happen, I warned him, “Ashton, stop! He’s going to die for real if you keep going on!”

Ashton’s expression darkened, and then he asked callously, “Are you worried about him?”

I responded with a frown while Marcus remarked sarcastically, “Scarlett, I knew it! You still care about me, don’t you?”

To be honest, I was completely speechless because of the things Marcus said in front of Ashton – it sounded as though Marcus had a death wish and couldn’t wait for Ashton to send him to hell.

pinned to the ground up,

the other hand, Marcus seemed to have lost his mind – he wouldn’t stop grinning no matter how brutal Ashton was. “Ashton, the more you beat me up,

definitely wrong with Marcus’ mind. His words worked like a charm as Ashton

hear another muffled grunt from the drunk yet

“Ashton, can’t you tell he’s trying to provoke you deliberately? Do you really want to kill him and be thrown behind bars

and started panting heavily.

from the heavily injured man to prevent further conflicts. Thankfully, Richard rushed out when he heard the commotion. “Mr. Blackwood, can you do me a favor and bring Mr. White to the hospital before sending him back to

peek at the indifferent Ashton and responded with a nod and a smirk. He proceeded to bring Marcus

glared at me in the

the entire incident, but I

“I-I… H-He’s drunk!”

“So what about it?”

What does he mean? What am I supposed to tell

up being drunk! Speaking of which, I ran into Stacey in the restaurant just now.

raised his volume because he was enraged. “Scarlett, stop

he managed to see

shut tight because I knew it would be impossible for me to talk some sense

silence, asking indifferently since I was dead

have no

better words to rebuke my statement. All of a

offered, “Why don’t you beat me up just like how you have beaten Marcus to a

but literally, that was

replied indifferently, “I’ll definitely