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?”

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rather intently at the scalded area. I mumbled

took my bag and fumbled through it for the ointment. He

process. His gaze was unfathomable. “Is Armond better at

from foot to foot, then stammered, “It’s late,

chasing me away?” Ashton demanded,

breath, then nodded defiantly. “Yep. Or would you rather stay

challenged. His dark eyes bore

“It’s up

the villa. I did my best to ignore him and headed up to my own

Nora

aside all thoughts of Ashton. It was almost ten at night, so I

chilly autumn night, and droplets pattered rhythmically onto the ground. A frosty wind blew into the bedroom, and I woke

my way over to the

burst of lightning, followed by the deafening clap of thunder, filled the

right into the arms of

pain shot through my knee and I crumpled

pain was immense. I exhaled sharply as I cradled it for a long while. The open window was still waiting, and I tried to get up to no avail. I finally sat

lamp beside my bed. I turned it on, but the dim light only succeeded in casting ghoulish shadows against the wall. The wind continued howling through the open window. A chill

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

of dread in the presence of rain and thunder. I was utterly vulnerable at the moment, incapacitated as I was with

started to panic. My imagination was running wild and I began to tremble from terror. Valiantly, I tried multiple times to stand up

the lamp fell to the floor and shattered. Its

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

noticed that I let

the window, the faint light streaming into the room took

last bit of strength left within

someone cried from beyond

All of you, go away!”

ball, my head stuck resolutely between my knees. I was

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

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

afraid,” Ashton

a deep breath. Squinting slightly, I peered at the

collapsed into his arms, sobbing. “It was my baby! He’s

He inhaled, then said hoarsely, “He doesn’t. He knows that you love him. How can he bear to hurt you, knowing

gently patted me on the back, 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 rope was just too thick. I couldn’t

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

for a while as I recovered my wits. With Ashton’s help, I

me up and carried me back to

floor had been accumulated rainwater that had

the puddle on the floor, Ashton looked at me worriedly.

you get in?” I asked curiously, ignoring his

connected. If

hard look. “Ashton,

and down my body, then fixed

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

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had already flung the blanket aside, a rapid motion that lifted up my skirt along with it. Horrified, I snatched

with a smouldering look. Without another word, he got

him. Did he just walk out on me? I

aid kit in his hand. He once again took

glow of the light in the room, made a familiar but irresistible picture. I realized with a start that I’d known him for close to ten years now. He

Deep in thought,

met. For a moment, I felt as if I’d plunged deep into his obsidian eyes. My face burned

coughed. My throat suddenly felt incredibly 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 the

narrowed his eyes at me, then remarked, “Scarlett, I never

reached out and grabbed my chin. Ashton was just inches away from 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 I’ve finished

to look at Ashton and lay back down on

as still as a statue. After a while, when he

straight at me. “Is it because

through. They’re all a list of incidents in your mind. We lost a baby, and I still bear grudge against

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

I hadn’t foreseen that Ashton, who was usually so domineering, would suddenly

right, you’d better keep your word then!” I replied hotly. As those words

…

dark, stormy night, the next morning arrived bathed in a soft, sunny radiance. The air

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

wash up, then went to downstairs to prepare breakfast.

his room, then opened it. The bed was still

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

with

to have made rather rapid progress! I was delighted for them but was rather anguished over the amount of food I’d

and bring it along with me. As I exited, I noticed a

into the passenger’s seat, then looked at Joseph. “Morning,

in bewilderment. Then

grinned at him. Ashton was nowhere to be seen. Handing the breakfast over to Joseph, I said,

about to reply when Ashton slid into the backseat. Tersely, he commanded,

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

a glance towards Joseph. My words sounded strange in his mouth when spoken

in the passenger seat. He acknowledged me with a nod, then began

a ride. From the curt exchange between Ashton and Joseph, however, it didn’t sound 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 some

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and was ready to alight when Ashton

Estate. Why don’t you come along

looked at

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

size up the situation, but he seemed thoroughly focused on tucking in the breakfast delicately. I

to put myself out unnecessarily. I slumped back into the seat and

politely,

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

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

It must have slipped my mind.” Joseph returned. He sprang into action, suddenly getting out of the car. Before I could react, Ashton had replaced Joseph in the

settled into the passenger’s

haughtily, “Is Ms. Stovall

leading to Lavelian

He looked visibly distressed at

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

already eaten,” Ashton replied

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