In Love, Never Say Never

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In love, never say never chapter 716

I wasn’t planning to subject myself to further awkwardness that night. I stood up and prepared to clear the table. Ashton, however, was looking at me strangely. Bemused, I asked, “Do you want to head over to the living room and rest?”

Ashton didn’t speak. He wordlessly got up and brought the dishes into the kitchen.

I took a step forward to stop him. He was a guest, after all. However, Ashton’s dark gaze halted me in my tracks. I gaped at him, unable to muster a single coherent thought.

I lowered my head and turned to the sink. Before I could turn on the tap, however, Ashton had hauled me aside. “Get over there. I’ll do it,” he said roughly.

I could only look on apprehensively as his long, elegant fingers set to work cleaning up the kitchen.

I made another move to assist him but was arrested by his menacing gaze. All I could manage was to stand by, hovering over his shoulder and fretting inwardly.

After a moment’s thought, I asked tentatively, “Why did you suddenly move all the way here? Aren’t you returning to K City already?”

Ashton tilted his head and looked at me icily. “Are you saying that you don’t want me here?”

Good Heavens! This man is impossible. I thought exasperatedly.

To Ashton, however, I shook my head vigorously. “There’s so much for you to do in K City. Haven’t you more or less settled your matters here?”

“What about that?” Ashton replied curtly. He turned back to the dishes in hand, scrubbing and rinsing them off expertly.

He seemed reluctant to talk. I made up my mind not to put myself out on Ashton’s account.

I thus kept to myself as I waited in the corner, ready with a hand towel for him to dry off when he was done. Ashton took it, then turned his attention to the fridge.

Baffled, I broke my silence. “What are you looking for?”

“Eggs,” Ashton replied, pushing aside cartons and several food items.

“What do you want eggs for?” I asked incredulously.

Ashton took out a jar of brown sugar. He turned to me serenely and asked, “Don’t you feel a slight discomfort in your stomach?”

Stunned, I nodded uncomprehendingly. “A little. What does that have anything to do with eggs?”

Ashton bit his lip, considering. Then he ordered, “Go to the room and get changed. Do you have any spare…?”

He trailed off, but any fool would have understood immediately what Ashton meant. My face immediately turned crimson with embarrassment.

Aghast, I quickly turned. There was a large stain on my pants that I had, up until that moment, been blissfully unaware of.

I’d dismissed the brief twinge of pain in my stomach earlier, never expecting my period to have arrived so suddenly without warning. It had been two months since I last had it and had long since lost track of my cycle.

Observing my flushed face and my hapless state, Ashton sighed. “Go and change. I’ll buy some tampons later.”

Without further ado, I turned and dashed for the stairs.

Before I could exit the kitchen, however, Armond and Nora’s voices drifted in, getting louder as their owners approached the living room. Armond and Nora had evidently concluded their talk.

I broke out in cold sweat and looked anxiously at Ashton for help.

Unfazed, Ashton immediately took off his jacket. Raising his voice, he commented, “It’s cold. Put this on.”

Nora and Armond appeared in front of us. At the sight of Ashton draping his jacket around my shoulders, Armond winked knowingly, teasing, “Did we come back at a bad time?”

I flashed him a smile, then quickly replied, “I’m going to the bedroom to change into something warmer.”

Fortunately, Ashton’s long frame meant that his jacket hung rather loosely on me. It provided a rather opportune cover.

I got changed as quickly as I could. In my hurry to escape from Armond and Nora, however, I realized that I’d forgotten to bring my phone with me.

I could only hover, frustrated, in the bathroom.

Suddenly, someone rapped sharply on the bedroom door. When I cracked it open, Nora pushed her way in.

She stuffed the tampon that she had been discreetly hiding into my hands. Nora batted her eyelashes at me slyly, saying, “You’ve got rather good chemistry with your husband, haven’t you?”

I bit my lip, then retreated into the bathroom to change. When I emerged, Nora was sitting on the bed in deep thought. I took a seat beside her. “What were you discussing in the rear house with Armond?”

“We were talking about life. Can you believe it?” Nora scoffed. She sounded disappointed.

Seeing her upset face, I decided not to pursue the matter and merely commented, “I had plans to move in with you, but that’s turned out to be rather unfeasible. I promised Armond that I’d be here for all three meals in the day.”

Nora nodded. “Got it.”

After a moment’s pause, she turned to me and said triumphantly, “I think Ashton moved here on purpose to further his chances with you! I really appreciate his persistence and approach to courtship.”

Speechless, I made no reply.

We sat at length in companionable silence. At last, when night had decisively descended on us, Nora got ready to leave. I followed her downstairs. Ashton and Armond were engaged in a vigorous discussion that broke off when Nora and I appeared.

Armond stood courteously. “Let me send you home, Nora,” he urged.

“It’s fine. I drove,” Nora replied briskly. Traces of unhappiness were still apparent on her face.

What on earth did they talk about?

Armond, however, paid no heed to Nora’s disagreement. He tailed her out of the living room.

I prepared to follow. Ashton, however, clutched me and smoothly stepped in my way. “What are you doing?”

Startled, I retorted, “I’m going to send Nora off, of course!”

“Armond’s already doing that,” Ashton said. He towered above me, barricading my way out.

Suddenly, a thought seemed to spring to Ashton’s mind. “Does your stomach still hurt?”

I shook my head. “I feel a lot better now, all thanks to you,” I replied meekly.

I opened my mouth, about to ask Ashton to take his leave. However, he interrupted, “It’s almost autumn. Dress warmer when you go out.”

I nodded obediently. “OK.”

Ashton maintained his tight grip on my arm. I tried to subtly wriggle out of it, but he held fast. “Where’s the ointment?”

In love, never say never chapter 717

the scalded area. I mumbled in reply, “It’s much better!

and fumbled through it for the ointment. He then

entire process. His gaze was unfathomable. “Is

my weight from foot

me away?” Ashton demanded, his

“Yep. Or would you rather stay here?” I asked

I?” Ashton challenged. His dark eyes bore

I shrugged. “It’s

my best to ignore him and headed up

was back from sending Nora home, he’d naturally

thoughts of Ashton. It was almost ten at night, so I blow-dried my hair, read a little, and eventually drifted off to

night, and droplets pattered rhythmically onto the ground. A

my way over to the

a burst of lightning, followed by the deafening clap of thunder, filled the room. Petrified,

alarm, however, I ran right into the arms of the chaise lounge beside

pain shot through my knee and I crumpled to the

exhaled sharply as I cradled it for a long while. The open window was still waiting, and I

light only succeeded

of water across the room. At that moment, in the middle of the storm,

with my baby, I’d always felt a sense of dread in the presence of rain

and I began to tremble from terror. Valiantly, I tried multiple times to stand up with the support

a loud crash, the lamp fell to the floor and shattered. Its wan light instantly went out, leaving the room smothered in

me. Shrinking into a corner, I thought I could hear the sound of

dread, the sadness I’d suppressed for so long noticed that I let

once more, dazed, at the window, the faint light streaming into the room took on the appearance of

screamed with every last bit of strength

cried from

go away!” I

I’d curled up into a ball, my head stuck resolutely between my knees. I

said gently beside me. It pierced through the tumult of the nightmare. My heart clung wildly to that voice. At that moment, the rest of the world seemed to quieten down

head slowly. The light in the room had been switched on and the curtains neatly fastened. The window was now

me. Don’t be afraid,” Ashton

took a deep breath. Squinting slightly, I peered at the

“It was my baby! He’s here! He… he hates me! He hates me because I didn’t

hoarsely, “He doesn’t. He knows that you love him. How can he

lay in his arms, my heart heavy. “I’m sorry! I really did my best, but

another squeeze and said tenderly, “He knows, he knows. He

I recovered my wits. With Ashton’s help, I tried to stand, but the pain was still

single swift motion, Ashton picked me up and carried me back to my bed. He then tucked

seen spreading across the floor had been accumulated rainwater that had

the puddle on the floor, Ashton looked

you get

“The two balconies are connected. If you want, you

gave him a hard look. “Ashton, you trespassed on

down my body, then fixed on my arm. “How did you get hurt?”

a giant bruise on my

say never

rapid motion that lifted up my skirt along with it. Horrified, I snatched it back and

another word, he

Did he just walk out on me? I thought in

a first aid kit in his hand. He once again took up his seat beside my bed and deftly began to apply ointment to my

in the room, made a familiar but irresistible picture. I realized with

his head. Deep in thought, I hadn’t time to react and was confronted with

I felt as if I’d plunged deep into his obsidian eyes. My face burned and I could feel my heart racing

suddenly felt incredibly parched. “I’m very grateful to you for what happened tonight. I’m willing to overlook your

gave a high, dry laugh. He narrowed his eyes at me, then remarked, “Scarlett, I never

pounding. “I was speaking

and lay back

as still as a statue. After a while, when he hadn’t moved, I began to feel

look at him. To my shock, Ashton was staring straight at me. “Is it because of the baby? Or is it because of your parents?” he

lost a baby, and I still bear grudge against my parents. You don’t know how it feels! You think that these things can be overcome easily. You think I should move on and continue being

After what seemed like an eternity, he finally spoke. “They’re not just a list of incidents to me. If you want freedom or a new start, I’m willing to give everything up. Until then, Scarlett, you need someone by your side to take care of you. When you’ve found that person, I’ll agree to the divorce readily and leave. I’ll let you live the life

his matter-of-fact tone. I hadn’t foreseen that Ashton, who was usually so domineering, would suddenly soften once pressed. It

those words

…

soft, sunny radiance. The air

woke up, Ashton was no longer in the bedroom. He’d evidently snuck

the bathroom to wash up, then went to downstairs to prepare breakfast. There was no sign of Armond for a long while,

The bed was still neatly made. It had clearly

I’d raised in my bedroom, the rest of the house had remained singularly hushed. Armond must not have

he been with Nora? I

have made rather rapid progress! I was delighted for them but was rather

bring it along with me. As I exited, I noticed a black Maybach parked right outside the neighboring unit. It was

looked at Joseph. “Morning, Mr. Campbell. Have you eaten

me in bewilderment. Then he

Handing the breakfast over to Joseph, I said, “You

the backseat. Tersely, he commanded, “Let’s go to Gold Scale Estate

the breakfast in hand to Ashton. “Mr. Fuller, you haven’t eaten breakfast yet, have you? Mrs. Fuller

Joseph. My words sounded strange in

then looked up and noticed me sitting in the passenger seat. He acknowledged me with a nod,

as if the car would be heading in the direction of Lavelian village. I announced hastily, “You won’t be passing by Lavelian Village, will you? I’ll be off then. See you

say

the door and was ready to

Why don’t you come

looked at him

just started, so we definitely plan on heading over there

brief grunt of acknowledgment. I turned to look at him to size up the situation, but he seemed thoroughly focused on tucking in the breakfast delicately. I guessed that Ashton hadn’t heard

decided not to put myself out unnecessarily. I slumped back into the seat and

smiled politely, then

by, and we arrived within ten minutes. We were greeted by the sight of Rachel in a white linen dress, her permed hair rippling over her shoulders. On one hand, she toted the most fashionable luxury handbag that was available this season. She looked every bit

open the door of the passenger seat. After a couple of tugs, however, the door remained stuck fast. I looked over at

Joseph returned. He sprang into action, suddenly getting out of the car. Before I could

had settled into

smile faltered, her face darkening. She said rather haughtily, “Is Ms.

skilled driver, and the roads leading to

in trepidation. He looked visibly distressed

made pancakes this morning. Why don’t you let Mr. Campbell drive while you try

already eaten,”

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