In Love, Never Say Never

I nodded and hummed a response, then searched for a pair of shoes from the shoe rack.

Molly peered at me with hesitation stark in her eyes. “Madam, it’s late now and it’s still snowing outside. Why don’t you wait for Mr. Ashton to finish his shower and go with him?”

“It’s fine.”

I walked out of the living room and noticed two bodyguards standing guard at the door. My face fell and I snapped, “Step aside.”

Both of them remained silent.

Molly had already gone upstairs to call Ashton.

My brows drew together with rage, but I was aware that I was no match for the two burly men.

They blocked my path, remaining immovable like two stone statues.

Shortly after, Ashton came down in a bathrobe with water still dripping from his hair.

Seeing me all dressed up, he frowned. “Where are you going?”

“Out.”

“To do what?”

Irritation clawed at me. “To see a doctor.”

“I’ll get Jared to come over in a bit.

hospital.” Marcus’ body had been taken away. Without any family, the only one who could hold a funeral for him was

had to do this

turned overcast and his mouth grew taut. “You’re going to see a doctor at the hospital at a time like this? Are

him and sneered. “What does it

cool as he rebuked, “What do you think? Scarlett, I know you’re in a difficult place, but you should know when to stop. Aunt Sally will handle Marcus’ funeral. There are others in the White family who can handle it too. Why should you go? Will you stop only after rumors about both you

no way for me to refute him, so I could only shoot him a withering stare. In the end, I stormed

me and softened his tone. “I’ll send someone to deal with Marcus’

to look at him, noticing the winding staircase behind him from the

still coursing through my veins, I raised my hands and shoved him. Since the railing was completely within his reach, he could’ve held it to steady himself, but unexpectedly, he allowed himself to fall and roll down the

down the stairs, he miraculously managed to maintain his usual charming and

a glance at him, then spun on my heels and returned to the

bed. His eyes were dim and there was blood on his forehead and the corner of his mouth. His legs and hands were also

eyes, planning to give him the cold shoulder and

a few shades as he stalked toward me. Lowering himself beside the bed, he ordered in a solemn tone, “Get up and apply the medicine

I opened my eyes to give him an

nuzzling my forehead with the tip of his nose as he asked in a

my lips, refusing to speak. Does my

Yes!

stairs wouldn’t pose that big of a

formed on his lips. “You think this is nothing compared to Marcus’

my chest, but I remained