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?”

check in the morning, I saw Mr. Ashton exit the study. I’m not

a feeling Ashton might have been mad, but I had no clue what

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

him. “Did Ashton sound angry

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

What just happened?

The day went by.

did not come home until after dinner. His face was pale. I took the initiative to talk to him, “Mrs. Eriksen has a wonderful meal prepared just

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

He’s still mad?

stairs and entered the study,

Ashton doesn’t look very good. Maybe he’s dealing with a lot of issues at work. You two should have a good chat as husband

she handed me the tray of home-cooked food she had prepared. They were all Ashton’s everyday

the entrance to

knocked a few times on the door and, after some time, when no one came to answer it, pushed it open and

strong smell of tobacco drifted in the air when I stepped

“Ashton?”

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

on the desk, and whispered to him,

so I could not get a good read of his emotions but, judging by the chill in the study, it seemed pretty clear that

I noticed the screen on his computer, I was stunned. It was

he watching

says we’re expected at the Stovall residence next Monday to go over

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