When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Knowing that he was fuming on the inside, I did not make him angrier anymore. When I returned to the bedroom, he was not around, and I was sure he must have gone to the study.

I then went to wash up in the bathroom. It had anti-slip tiles, so I usually took off my house slippers when I went in.

However, I somehow managed to slip and fall a few steps into the bathroom.

“Ah!” I shrieked in fear.

Bang! The bedroom door burst open to reveal Ashton, panting by the doorway. It seemed like he had rushed over.

When he saw me on the floor, he frowned as he lifted me up into his arms. “Are you hurt?”

“I sprained my ankle.”

He then reached out to pinch my ankle, and I could not help but gasp from the pain. “Ouch!”

“So you know it hurts?” he snarled. “Do you use your eyes to breathe?”

Pouting, I whispered, “How am I to know that the floor is so slippery. Who in their right mind would want to fall?”

He gave me a taunting look. “Who can you blame if you were the one to not watch where you were going?” After a pause, he continued, “What were you about to do?”

“Shower!” Why does he have such a terrible temper?

He placed me gently into the bathtub and filled the tub before coldly saying, “Do you need me to wash you?”

need!” came

continued, staring at me apathetically. “It’s as if you’ve lost your parents-in-law when his parents died, Scarlett

I-

kind of

he even connect this

in the past, and now that he’s having so many troubles. What’s wrong with me helping him a little? Have I ever said anything about your relationship with Rebecca? Besides, there’s nothing between Marcus and

a tragedy

do you think you’re the only one who knows how to repay a favor?

I huffed. “If that’s the case, you could’ve found someone to take care of Rebecca, too. Why did you have to do

as dark as charcoal, he uttered, “Stop talking about things

I was furious, too. “I

planning to jump out of the tub and slip one

Inwardly, I was seething and closed to erupting like a volcano, but I

see that he was

Half an hour later…

shower, I stared at my swollen ankle under the water. I stood up by myself while holding

pain I could bear, so technically, I

the rack beside the tub were my towel, pajamas, lotion, and essential oil. As I sat by the edge of the tub, I started applying the lotion on

grab the towel to dry my hair, I knocked over the bottle of essential oil, and the glass shattered on the

for a moment. Staring at the glass fragments by my feet, I could not help but frown at how inconvenient it would

so that was what I did. Just as I was about to crouch down, Ashton

he gritted out in a

I was still naked. Promptly, I reached out to tug the pajamas to cover myself, but the