When There Is Nothing Left But Love

He looked especially grouchy as he stared at me.

I hated this feeling of uncertainty. So I answered with a frown, “Yes! I will if you ask me.”

He got up and his shadow loomed over me. “Who was the man you hugged at the airport yesterday?”

I froze for a moment and gaped at him in disbelief. “Are you spying on me?” A wave of inexplicable anger boiled in me. “Wow, Ashton. What is the meaning of this? So I don’t even have the rights to freedom and privacy now?”

His gaze was suffocating and I backed away subconsciously. He grabbed hold of my shoulder and questioned, “Why are you so eager to back away? You’re my wife! Shouldn’t I know of your whereabouts?”

“Yes, yes. You should know. Whatever the great Mr. Fuller says is an order.” I shrugged off his hands the next second as I couldn’t stand the smell of tobacco and alcohol anymore.

Before I could even step out of the study, he grabbed hold of my wrist and took me in his arms. “You’re not planning to explain yourself?”

I despised the feeling of not having any privacy, so annoyance bubbled within me. “What’s there to explain? It’s just like how you saw, Mr. Fuller! I went to meet with the person I like and stayed the night with him at a hotel,” I shouted.

Then, I added as I turned around swiftly to look at him, “Can you let go of me if you’re satisfied with the answer, Mr. Fuller? I don’t like the smell of tobacco in here!”

Ashton’s eyes darkened and they turned terrifying. “I want the truth, Scarlett!”

“That’s the truth. It’s what you wanted to hear!” If he had enough trust for me, he wouldn’t have resorted to spying on me.

His hand that had landed around my waist tightened due to his anger. “Then, it seems like we don’t have anything else to talk about anymore.”

Ashton shoved me into the wall like a beast that had lost its temper and pressed me against it before tearing off my clothes forcefully.

being pressed against the wall but I only took in a

uneven and he stopped moving. The man before me stared at

obviously still had a speck of

around us and I couldn’t help but furrow my brows when I

the look

him up.” I didn’t tell him about the illness. There was no point in telling him something that couldn’t even be written down in

whispered, “Am I still the one who is in here?”

felt a lump in my throat and I couldn’t get the words out for a second. My voice was especially low as I said, “Yes.

hide the desire in his eyes as he

I felt annoyed and I quickly grabbed his hand. “I need to go to the

that, unable to vent my emotions

“Alright!”

that. He could have been feeling terrible after several times.

I instantly took his hands and shook

……

he said, “Be good… Let’s just give it

I replied while shaking my

saw that I

with

my lips, feeling disgusted as I told him,

so we might as well not do

I spoke and saw the unhappy look on his

and said to him, “I’m