In Love, Never Say Never

I nodded and replied, “I’m fine. Sir, my family is here now. Thanks for your help, and sorry for all the trouble. You can go now.”

Looking slightly intimidated by the expression on Ashton’s face, the driver shuddered a little. Bowing his head, he muttered one last apology before bolting out of the door.

However, the nurse didn’t seem to want to leave. She stood by the bed, arranging the medicine bottles slowly, shooting admiring glances at Ashton when she thought he wasn’t looking.

Ashton was a handsome man to begin with, and he attracted the attention of people wherever he went. Besides, because of the cold, arrogant expression he constantly wore on his face, girls tended to flock to him in droves.

“How did you get hit by a car?” Ashton asked, shooting a look of consternation at my bandaged foot. It quite resembled a dumpling.

I thought for a moment before replying sheepishly, “I got lost in my thoughts while walking and accidentally walked onto the road. That’s how I got myself into this spot of trouble.”

Ashton frowned. “What do you even have eyes for?”

I pouted sulkily. Tilting my head at him, I demanded, “Shouldn’t you be hugging and comforting me right now? I’m not really in the mood for another lecture.”

The nurse finally left the room. I looked up at him and muttered, “Stop being so cold all the time. I might misunderstand one day and think you have zero concern for me.”

He walked over to me and looked down at my bandaged injuries. Sighing, he said, “Make sure you look out for cars when you’re walking. Thank goodness you only sustained light injuries this time. If it were any more serious, I might see you at the mortuary.”

I was speechless.

This man’s thought process never failed to amaze me.

the box of pastries next to my bed. “Were you buying these when you got knocked

nodded enthusiastically and smiled up at him. “Do you want to try some? They taste pretty good. I had pastries from this shop once and they

wasn’t exactly a big fan of pastries. “Do you want to

my chin towards my bandaged hands. “Do you think I could eat by myself

was almost a sin. “Show me how much you love me, and I’ll consider

you what?” I asked,

at the mischievous expression in

a second before registering his

to play games with him—instead, I planted a

smirked and grinned back at

a few bites of the pastries, I gazed at him and ventured cautiously, “Ashton, do you think the dead can come

in a pool of his

brows. “Did you see something? Why are you suddenly asking

tried to change the

injuries weren’t that serious, and I found it too difficult to rest in the hospital. After a few hours there, I found myself begging Ashton to take me back

his way to the study, saying

I couldn’t stop thinking about the

time, I

tired indeed. “It’s been five hours, you

meet John at Joy Luck Boutique for my