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.

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

startled the duo who was drinking

her scrunched-up face. Staring at Ashton, she asked petulantly, “Why have you brought her back?

your business.” His tone was flat and emotionless,

you guys

it’s getting late. I believe it’s time for you to leave!” He made himself clear that he wanted his aunt to

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

I realized I had indirectly offended Sally once

brought me upstairs and asserted, “I have everything you need in the bedroom. Nothing

look. She seemed to be having a hard time pulling

that look—I was certain she

of relationship she had with Ashton over the past

called out, her voice

Goldstein?” Ashton turned around and queried with a frown. It was evident he was irked by her

with her lips pursed, “I have something regarding the deal with HiTech to

in a callous tone, “Ms. Goldstein, it’s nine o’clock in 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 you think it’s rude to talk about work now? I’m afraid others are going to

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

speech that had perfectly disguised his wrath, no ordinary woman could stand being stung by such harsh