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

looking rather intently at the scalded area.

my bag and fumbled through it for the ointment. He then proceeded to apply

at me throughout the entire process. His gaze was unfathomable. “Is Armond better at this than I am?” he

I shifted my weight from foot to foot, then stammered,

you chasing me away?” Ashton

nodded defiantly. “Yep. Or would

dark

“It’s up

best to ignore him and headed up

was back from sending Nora

Ashton. It was almost ten at night, so I blow-dried my hair, read

pattered rhythmically onto the ground. A frosty wind blew into the bedroom,

to the window to

of

however, I ran right into the

through my knee and I crumpled

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

but the dim light only succeeded in casting ghoulish shadows against the wall. The wind continued howling through the

of water across the room. At that moment, in the middle of the storm, the villa seemed to be

incident with my baby, I’d always felt a sense of dread in the presence of rain and thunder. I was utterly vulnerable at

to tremble from terror. Valiantly, I tried

lamp fell to the floor and shattered.

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

in fear. Amidst the mounting dread, the sadness I’d suppressed for so long noticed that I let my guard down and saw its chance. Physically and emotionally debilitated, I

faint light streaming into the room took on the appearance of blood seeping steadily across the

bit of strength left

someone cried from beyond

away! All of you, go

into a ball, my head stuck resolutely between

It pierced through the tumult of the nightmare. My heart clung wildly to that

the room had been switched on and the curtains neatly fastened. The window was now tightly

Don’t be afraid,”

peered at the person before me. It was indeed

my baby! He’s here! He… he

his arms around me tightly. He inhaled, then said hoarsely, “He doesn’t. He knows that you love him. How can he bear to hurt you,

soothing me. My tears flowed freely as I lay in his arms, my heart heavy. “I’m sorry! I really did my best, but that

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

for a while as I recovered my wits. With

me up and carried me back to my bed. He then tucked me

pool of blood I’d seen spreading across the floor had been accumulated rainwater that had poured

the puddle on the floor, Ashton

did you

are connected. If you want,

look. “Ashton, you

then fixed on my arm. “How

that there was a giant bruise on my arm that I’d overlooked in

love, never say never

my skirt along with it. Horrified, I snatched it back and cringed beneath it. “Ashton, you

turned to me with a smouldering look. Without another word,

him. Did he just walk out on me? I thought

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

a familiar but irresistible picture. I realized with a start that I’d known him for close to

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

his obsidian eyes. My face burned and I could feel my heart racing in my

parched. “I’m very grateful to you for what happened tonight. I’m willing to overlook your trespassing incident and so won’t be calling

laugh. He narrowed his eyes at me, then remarked,

me, and we were close enough to feel each other’s breaths on our faces. I flinched. “I wasn’t quibbling,” I argued breathlessly, my heart pounding. “I was speaking the truth. Ashton, I told you that there was nothing between us anymore. Once

refused to look at Ashton and lay back down on the bed, facing away

still as a statue. After a while, when he hadn’t

to look at him. To my shock, Ashton was staring straight at me. “Is it because of the baby?

in his eyes gripped me. I bit my lip, then said slowly, “Isn’t it obvious? You didn’t experience first-hand any of the events that I went through. They’re all a list of incidents in your mind. We 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

start, I’m willing to give everything up. Until then, Scarlett, you need someone by

his matter-of-fact tone. I hadn’t foreseen that Ashton, who was usually so domineering,

better keep your word then!” I replied hotly. As those

…

night, the next morning arrived bathed in a soft, sunny

the bedroom. He’d evidently snuck away sometime in the night, probably

giving it much thought, I headed to the bathroom to wash up, then went to downstairs to prepare

opened it. The bed was

of the house had

been with Nora?

them but was rather anguished over the amount of food I’d made. It was

it along with me. As I exited, I noticed a black Maybach parked right outside the

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

in bewilderment. Then he quickly

him. Ashton was nowhere to be seen. Handing the breakfast over to Joseph, I said, “You haven’t had breakfast yet, have you?

when Ashton slid into the backseat. Tersely,

“Mr. Fuller, you haven’t eaten breakfast yet,

strange in

then looked up and noticed me sitting in the passenger seat. He acknowledged me

if the car would be heading in the

say never

had opened the door and was ready to alight when

make a short detour to Gold Scale Estate. Why don’t you come along

looked at

you, Mrs. Fuller. The Lavelian project just started, so we

turned to look at him to size up the situation, but he seemed thoroughly focused on

I decided not to put myself out unnecessarily. I slumped back into the seat and beamed at Joseph. “Thanks for the

smiled politely, then

Scale Estate was rather close 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

the passenger seat. After a couple of tugs, however, the door remained stuck fast. I looked over at Joseph with concern. “Mr. Campbell, I think you didn’t unlock the door,” I reminded

He sprang into action, suddenly getting out of the car. Before I could react, Ashton had replaced Joseph in the driver’s seat and

had settled into

darkening. She said rather haughtily, “Is Ms. Stovall here too? Didn’t

driver, and the roads leading to Lavelian Village aren’t smooth. That’s

looked visibly distressed at being chauffeured by his

exclaimed sappily, “Mr. Fuller, have you had breakfast yet? I made pancakes this morning. Why don’t you let Mr. Campbell drive while

already eaten,” Ashton

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