In Love, Never Say Never

I looked away and avoided his gaze, but he took me by surprise with an amorous kiss.

It took me a short while to pull myself together. “Summer is still in Glenwood Apartments! I need to return to her!”

Staring at me, he said, “I have gotten in touch with Jackson. He told me he would look after Summer. Since you’re back, don’t you think you’re supposed to live with me?”

My brows furrowed. “But we’re already divorced!”

“I have never signed the agreement.” He uttered in a hoarse voice.

He then lifted me up and brought me into the villa against my will. It was only then that I noticed we had made our way back to the villa at Peakville Estate.

Apart from the exterior of the villa, nothing much had changed over the past four years.

I felt uncomfortable being carried by him. Hence, I insisted, “I can walk on my own!”

“It’s fine. Just close your eyes and take a break.”

I found his words absurd because it was only a short distance that would take me a few minutes at most.

The moment we entered the living room, I was caught off guard by the presence of Sally and Nancy.

spite of her pale and haggard face, it didn’t

an intimate manner startled the duo who was drinking tea in

her scrunched-up face. Staring at Ashton, she asked

none of your business.” His tone was flat and emotionless, indicating to her that she should stop

her cool. “Ashton, since you guys are divorced, why

believe it’s time for you to leave!” He made himself clear that he wanted his

in a gentle tone, “If you’re sleepy, go ahead and take

but sigh when I realized I had indirectly offended

have everything you need in the bedroom.

a glimpse of Nancy’s dejected look. She seemed to be having a hard time pulling

that look—I was certain she was head over heels in love with

of the sort of relationship she had with Ashton over

her voice echoed in the

need, Ms. Goldstein?” Ashton turned around and queried with a frown. It was

pursed, “I have something regarding the

evening. Fuller Corporation only operates from nine in the morning till six in the evening. Since we’re three hours beyond work hours, don’t

asked, “You’re twenty-six-year-old, aren’t you, Ms. Goldstein? I’m sure you know the appropriate time to bring work up, don’t you? It doesn’t feel great to have a stranger in the house. I’m not sure how you manage to gain access to my house, but I don’t wish to see you here without my consent in the future. After all, I don’t enjoy having others interrupting my quality time

had perfectly disguised his wrath, no ordinary woman could stand being stung