In Love, Never Say Never

In Love, Never Say Never Novel Read Online Free Chapter 342

He’s mad?

I was not sure what he was mad about. I just found it odd.

That night, Ashton did not return to the bedroom, probably because of the medication.

Although I was injured, I managed to fall into a deep sleep that night. Amid the daze, I could have sworn I sensed someone standing by my bed.

But I was practically dead to the world. My eyes were sealed shut.

The next day.

I was awakened by a cool feeling on my elbow, and when I opened my eyes Jared was changing my dressing.

Startled, I instinctively opened my mouth to speak, “Dr. Crest, did Ashton call you to come here?”

He nodded, his eyes focused on applying medicine for me.

Mrs. Eriksen came up with breakfast for the day. “Letty, Mr. Ashton has gone out for work. He wants you to eat your fill and rest at home!” she informed me.

I nodded, alarmed, and turned to ask Jared, “Is it busy at the company lately? So busy that they have to work overtime on weekends?”

He raised his eyes and looked at me, brows arched. “Not really.”

I glanced back at Mrs. Eriksen and, after a pause, said, “Was he in the study the whole night?”

morning, I saw Mr. Ashton exit the study. I’m

I had a feeling Ashton might have been mad, but

me and said, “For the next few days, I advise you to stay in bed, don’t go walking around, don’t come into contact

“Did Ashton sound angry when he called

and said nothing. Then, he packed up the first aid

What just happened?

The day went by.

come home until after dinner. His face was pale. I took the initiative to talk

merely peered at me, his expression a cold one. “I’ve taken my

He’s still mad?

stormed up the stairs and entered the study,

he’s dealing with a lot of issues at work. You two should have a good chat as husband and wife. Life’s like that. You’re happy one day and then sad on another. Marriage is all

handed me the tray of home-cooked food she

the entrance to his

the door and, after some time, when no one came

barely lit. A strong smell of tobacco drifted in the air

“Ashton?”

next to the European-style desk, his eyes shut tight. The gloom on his face signaled that he

tray of food on the desk, and whispered to him, “Ashton, Mrs. Eriksen’s prepared some of your favorite food. Please

emotions but, judging by the chill in the study, it seemed pretty clear

noticed the screen on his computer, I was stunned. It was a video of my car accident in

he

residence next Monday to go over

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