In Love, Never Say Never

Infuriated, Ashton warned, “Enough.”

But Rebecca prattled on, unafraid of his warning. “My mother wouldn’t have had any chance to attack Scarlett if you had gone to celebrate her birthday. When all is said and done, you only let her go out alone when it’s near her delivery because you don’t love her enough. And that’s why my mother had the chance to attack her. My mother might have been the culprit behind the baby’s death, but you’re her accomplice.”

Rebecca was getting agitated, and she peered at Ashton. “Ash, if you’re staying with Scarlett just because you feel guilty, that’ll just end up hurting her. You know you shouldn’t force relationships. If you’re going to stay together despite the lack of love, both of you are just going to end up hurt.”

Ashton had his back against me, so I couldn’t see his face, but I sneered. “He can and he will. It doesn’t really matter if he and I will be happy together. The most important part here is that you’re not happy, Ms. Larson. That’s all I care about because that makes me happy.”

Hearing my voice, he turned and narrowed his eyes. “You’re done washing up?”

I nodded at him before smirking at Rebecca. “I know people can be rambunctious in the morning. Do you need to release the stress? Should I give you two some space?”

Ashton frowned and his face fell. “Scarlett!” I could hear the warning in his voice.

I shrugged, not angered in the slightest. “Have fun, you two. I’m going now.”

before I could go far, Ashton grabbed my hand. “Calm down,

and was about to retort when he told Rebecca coldly, “Do I need to send you

her mouth to say something, but she shut up after seeing how angry

in the big room. I could see the resignation in his eyes as he looked

I shrugged. “No idea.”

smiled. “Alright, what

regret that my birthday is also my

or heartbreak, he hugged me tightly, almost melding me with his chest.

Rebecca? Or Cameron? I didn’t ask. All I did was let him keep hugging me. “I’m hungry, Ashton. Can you let me go now?” I

moment before letting me go and taking me downstairs. I thought Rebecca

dining room, and when Sally saw us coming down, she came up to us, smiling. “I thought you have a meeting today, Ashton. Why did you sleep in? Mrs. Eriksen made your favorite pumpkin soup for you. Have it

us. I slowed down and followed behind them. A moment later, Sally pushed him down on the seat beside Rebecca and told Mrs. Eriksen, “Mrs. Eriksen, get Mr. Ashton