In Love, Never Say Never

In love, never say never chapter 591

He picked up the bottle of sulfuric acid, slowly swivelling his head to face me. An eyebrow raised, he asked in an annoyed tone, “Want me to do it for you?”

My face scrunched up out of fear, instinctively taking a step back and increasing the distance between us. “Jared, listen. There’s still a way out for you if you stop now.”

His lips pulled back in an ugly sneer. “Scared, Scarlett?”

No sh*t, Sherlock. Anyone would be.

He took slow, lazy steps towards me, and I unconsciously kept backing away from him. “Jared, you can’t bring back people from the dead, but you can still treasure the living while they’re still alive,” I tried to convince him.

He merely jeered at me, refusing to listen to anything I said as he twisted open the bottle cap.

Waving the bottle in the air menacingly, he went on to say, “You look so much like Naomi right now. She was this scared and vulnerable when she died, too. I remember thinking: she must have wanted to continue living, but she couldn’t find a good reason to do so anymore. Why couldn’t I have been her reason? Why couldn’t she have continued living for me?”

I felt my back hit a wall. I’m cornered.

Delighted by my new predicament, a wide grin spread across his face as he splashed the contents of the bottle in my direction.

I reflexively reached up and tried to cover my face with my hands, but only managed to block some of the liquid.

In the blink of an eye, I was aggressively pulled into someone’s embrace at the exact moment that I heard the blood-curdling sound of something dissolving, as well as caught a whiff of the rancid odor of rotting flesh.

A man’s voice hissed into my ear in pain as a group of people suddenly barged into the building.

When I’d finally snapped awake from my daze, I realized that it was Ashton. He’d used his own body to shield me from the sulfuric acid.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could somewhat see that all the blood was drained from Jared’s face as he stared at Ashton, dumbfounded while Ashton’s men wrestled him to the ground.

I tried to open my mouth to speak, but no words came out.

Ashton instantly fell to his knees in front of me. There was a constant ringing in my brain as I stood there blankly, watching someone else carry Ashton away.

At the hospital, I silently watched the doctors and nurses as they moved around me. It was only then that my brain finally registered that my face hurt slightly, and I realized that the sulfuric acid must have burnt some parts of my skin off.

“The burn area isn’t large. Your right eye is hurt, but the cornea isn’t damaged, so you don’t have to worry about blindness,” a doctor told me as he bandaged up my wounds.

I contemplated his words for a while. I now knew that my face and right eye hadn’t managed to escape Jared’s fury unscathed.

But why didn’t I feel any pain at all in the beginning? Maybe it all happened too fast that my brain wasn’t able to register it.

The doctor left as a nurse came in to help with my IV injection. After pressing lightly all over my hand and not finding any prominent veins, she glanced up at me. “Please hold your hand in a fist.”

I did as I was told. She carefully inspected the back of my hand and then picked up the needle, setting it upon a certain spot on my skin.

I turned away, refusing to watch her actually push the needle into my flesh. My pain tolerance had always been horrible.

“All done,” the nurse helpfully supplied after she was done.

Only then did I sigh in relief, all the muscles in my body relaxing. The spot on the back of my left hand where the IV needle had pierced hurt slightly, and it looked swollen.

I couldn’t help but ask, “Did you accidentally pick the wrong vein? It looks like the wound is starting to bleed.”

The tube that connected the IV needle to the drip bag was indeed starting to turn from clear to blood-red.

The nurse looked over her shoulder at me and did a double take. When she tried to pull out the IV needle, tiny drops of blood spurted out.

Using a cotton swab and iodophor to clean the wound, she instructed, “Hold this for a minute.”

I held the cotton swab in place, internally lamenting about how complicated humans’ blood circulatory systems were. All veins had the same purpose of sending blood to different parts of the body but getting them mixed up might potentially cause a health hazard.

The spot on the back of my left hand was no longer bleeding, but a bruise was starting to form, much to my dismay.

As I chucked the cotton swab into the nearby trash can, the nurse also noticed the growing bruise on my left hand. She furrowed her eyebrows slightly and looked apologetic but didn’t say anything.

She took my hand in hers and inspected it closely, searching for another more suitable spot to insert the IV needle.

I couldn’t help but pity myself whenever I looked at the tiny lump on my left hand. “Maybe we could try my right hand?”

I would’ve hated it if the nurse somehow accidentally inserted the IV needle into the wrong vein on my left hand again, creating yet another bruise there.

Nodding, she lowered her head and gestured for me to clench my right hand into a fist.

Fortunately, the process was much smoother this time, and nothing happened after the IV needle went in.

The nurse packed her medical tools, staring woefully at the bruise on my left hand. “I’ll go get a pack of ice for you.”

I nodded. My vision of her was slightly blurry due to one of my eyes being covered by bandages.

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Things always looked a little blurrier when you were staring at them using one eye instead of two.

John stepped into the room and brushed past the nurse, who couldn’t help but gaze admiringly at him. A man with his handsome looks was bound to attract female attention wherever he went.

He was probably used to it as well. He walked into the room and gazed down at me, his eyes full of worry. After glancing up and down my body, his eyes settled on the pinpricks of blood on the back of my hand.

“How did you manage to do that to yourself?”

I replied blithely, “My skin is too fair, I suppose. It was very difficult to find the veins.”

John frowned a little but didn’t say anything more. As he continued to gaze at me, he asked, “Well, how do you feel?”

I evaded his question expertly. “Have you found Summer?”

John nodded and replied, “Yes, we’ve already found him. Ashton suspected Kristina all along, but it wasn’t until he found Summer that he realized something was terribly off. That was when he went to look for you in the factory.”

I pursed my lips. Ashton was a very clever man indeed. Also, that taxi driver had disappointed me greatly! I thought he would at least be kind enough to help me call the police.

I couldn’t help but sigh. Strangers weren’t to be trusted, after all.

John looked at me with a strange expression on his face. “Why aren’t you asking me how Ashton is?”

That was a difficult question. How was I supposed to answer that?

Ashton had shielded me from most of the sulfuric acid, so his injuries were probably far worse than mine. However, I was still a little hesitant about asking John about his condition.

up at John and asked morosely, “John, don’t you think I’m

for this incident, because you couldn’t have predicted his actions. It’s well within your rights to be mad at Ashton, but Scarlett, you must know that he has put

not a god, after all. He couldn’t have known that Jared was

Ashton was the root cause of that grudge in the first place! That

in my eyes, John sighed a little, looking very helpless. “Scarlett, if you don’t let

about you, then? Can you disregard Hannah’s family background and live

rather perturbed,

I’m just making you see things from my perspective. Sometimes, it’s hard to understand the viewpoint of the other party when you aren’t in their shoes. You might even think I’m making a big fuss over nothing. However, if the same thing

thinking that I was a

to wear off, a burning feeling gripped my face. I lay in bed, thinking miserably about how my face would look after the injury started

moment she

remain silent as well. Knowing that Ashton had caused my

that Ashton had taken the splash of sulfuric acid

however, didn’t change the fact that I had been

was a very powerful man. If he employed his usual methods of chasing down people, the Crest family would

of causing intentional hurt before long. Everyone had expected this outcome. The man was

injured by the sulfuric acid, and a large part of his skin had been corroded by the chemical. He

a few days in the intensive care

was still confined to his bed. The doctors had already removed the bandages from

was a rather small wound that was no larger than the size of my thumb, but it

on it. The nurses had recommended it to me,

still alive, I couldn’t let this scar cause

needed to rest—he had been very badly injured, so much so that he had

sat down next to him, gazing at his face. Because

ever, I mused that we both made up for the

whether we were together because of love, or because we

owed each other too much, we were bound to

and warned, “You’ll be in a great deal of pain when the anaesthesia wears off.” He turned to me and continued,

already knew what I had to do. This was probably the first time I had

always been very healthy in the past. I couldn’t recall a time when he

sad life he led. He had lived peacefully for the first half of his life, and now he was in for the trial of his

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his hand, and the nurse took great care to adjust it. She looked at me and said, “His bandages have to be changed every three hours. Make sure to

her

lay on his bed, his lips moved a little, his voice sounding too hoarse to

straw into the beverage so he could suck the

looked a little better. His lips white as snow,

first words after he woke

looked at him and said,

Although he looked very gaunt, his face was still very handsome.

“A small injury?” He had nearly

“I’m thirsty.” I wanted to be a cruel wife and make him die of

my heart hurt uncontrollably. Unable to hold back my tears anymore, I could only watch as they landed on my

and said with a smile, “Why are you always crying? Girls shouldn’t cry so much,

anyway. How much uglier could I get? Ashton, I don’t need you to sacrifice yourself for me. I don’t feel

continued to grin at me. “I don’t want your thanks, you foolish girl. Jared’s target was me, and you were innocent. Come to think of it, I was the one who implicated you. I’m to blame for my own injuries—you

bowed my head and said in a low

the moment I exerted some force, he let out a growl

my hand if he

was because of the anaesthesia, but I could feel how cold his hands were. This was

I was never able to protect you every time something

the scar on my face. However, he grimaced in pain again as his wound stung, and he quickly wrenched his

I shook my head, looking at him with tears in my eyes. “Ashton, I never wanted a hero to begin

I knew the effects of the anaesthesia were beginning to wear off.

without telling me and went to beg Emery and the Stovall family for help. You didn’t consider turning

but I realized that what

didn’t know what else to say. After a short pause, I said

“But who cares? I’m willing to wait for you to come to me one day. Until that day, I’ll

had spent most of my life catering to Ashton’s whims. Now that I thought more deeply about it, however,

to open up my heart to him and forget

was unwilling to open myself up to new people or let go of the

been a very difficult

that his forehead was practically dripping with sweat. However, there was nothing I could do to alleviate his pain. I wiped his sweat off using a towel, and he smiled bravely up at me,

saw me squat down next to his bed, he asked,

knew he was trying to talk to me so he could take my attention

a short pause,

though my declaration had embarrassed

probably didn’t want anybody to see him at

word. He shut his eyes and leaned back

told me that he was still awake. Gingerly, I dabbed away the moisture on his forehead

into each other’s eyes, I

silent at this point in

us said anything. After wiping his sweat away, I leaned

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care to adjust it. She looked at me and said, “His bandages have to be changed every three hours. Make sure to give us a shout when the time

and thanked her in

he lay on his bed,

the beverage so he could suck the drink up. However, Ashton shook his head, telling

a sip from the cup and looked a little better. His lips

His first words after he woke up made me shed

fought back my tears as I looked at him

looked very gaunt, his face was still very handsome. “Don’t worry, it’s just a small

painful. “A small injury?” He had nearly lost his life, and still had the audacity to say something so ridiculous! Was he tired of

be a cruel wife and make him die of

water, my heart hurt uncontrollably. Unable to hold back my

a smile, “Why are you always crying? Girls

Sounding even hoarser now, I snapped, “I’m disfigured, anyway. How much uglier could I get? Ashton, I don’t need you to sacrifice

was me, and you were innocent. Come to think of it, I was

my head and said in a low voice, “That’s

moment I exerted some force, he let

my hand

how cold his hands were. This was the first time I knew his hands could be

sorry for letting you down. I never did become that hero in your heart. Somehow, I was never able to protect you every time something happened to you, and I failed

to touch the scar on my face. However, he grimaced in pain again as his wound stung, and he

again as my heart throbbed with pain. I shook my head, looking

his lips. His lips were icy cold, and I knew the effects of the anaesthesia were beginning to wear off. He was