When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Half an hour later, there seemed to be no more movement outside. The sound of a car starting could be heard, and Ashton stumbled in after a few minutes.

Having eaten my fill, I was feeling a little bloated. I also could not shake the feeling that my belly had been growing a lot bigger lately. I decided that I would drop by the hospital tomorrow for a regular check-up.

Mrs. Eriksen, who had been cleaning the kitchen while paying attention to the commotion outside, yelped when Ashton stepped into the house. “Oh my! Look at the state that you’re in!” She then rushed over to check on him.

Meanwhile, I was resting on the sofa after my meal. I looked up to see that Ashton’s handsome face was now swollen with a streak of bloodstain at the corner of his mouth. Despite the sorry state that he was in, he still stood tall and proud, exuding a certain triumphant aura.

While Mrs. Eriksen was busy looking for a first-aid kit, I took a glance at him before turning to inform the older lady, “It’s getting late. I’m going to rest first.”

She gawked at my nonchalance, unable to say anything.

Avoiding Ashton’s intense gaze, I went upstairs.

I knew that I was being cruel by acting in such a cold-hearted way, but such was the fact of life, the more I took the initiative to care, the more I would be taken for granted. Just like I had things that I had hidden from him; he too, had many secrets that he had kept from me.

When I came out of the bathroom, Ashton was standing on the balcony, smoking. His tall and slender figure looked forlorn and cold.

Averting my gaze, I sat in front of my dressing table for my nightly skincare routine.

After a long while, and countless cigarettes later, he came in from the balcony and glanced at me before stepping into the bathroom.

Since it was already very late, I quickly dried my hair and went to bed, drifting into slumber almost immediately.

I guess we’re having a cold war again, huh.

animals in the yard of our villa sounded unusually loud. As the dazzling moonlight shone through the windows, the atmosphere in

as I tried to find the right position. Just then,

to find that Ashton was trying to have his way with

to respond to you when I’m

he looked at me sulkily, “Are you taking your revenge

feeling sleepy. “Not in a mood

saying, “Seems like I have to try harder

that good look and well-dressed appearance, he is nothing

I endured his forceful thrust in

respond to him, he sneered, “I

let him have his way with

was finally done. He turned on the light on the bedside table and was prepared to carry me into the

at me, he saw something that made him recoiled in horror.

hoarse voice, “Why didn’t you yell?” Panic was written all over his usually stoic

my silence still. I was starting to feel a little dizzy, the pain in my lower abdomen and the blood

not on any part of

pain that stemmed from being tightly crushed by something. The kind of

balance when he was getting down from the bed and bumped into the

anything as I

trembling as they slid across the phone screen. It took him a

an urgency not heard before, “She is

phone immediately after, he stumbled into the bathroom

bent down and tried to wipe the blood away and to stop the bleeding but