When There Is Nothing Left But Love

My chest heaved rapidly. “I shouldn’t have come back with you. You Fullers are cold and heartless creatures. Sally killed the White family, while you killed your own child and broke your own wife’s heart. You’re all beasts in human skin who are capable of cruelty beyond comprehension. In fact, all of you are even worse than Cameron. Despicable and revolting!”

Ashton pressed his lips together as his gaze sharpened and a horrifying chill flashed in his eyes. Even with the heater switched on, a shiver still traveled through my body.

He clasped my wrist and gritted out, “So the Fullers are so worthless in your eyes, huh? Why? Are you feeling sorry for the White family and their tragic ending? You’ve turned me into your punching bag because of Marcus’ death. I have to admit, I’m impressed. He left this world with a bang, seeing as he’s still influencing our lives beyond his death!”

I looked at him, but no longer had the strength to argue with him. Suppressing the pain in my heart, I said emotionlessly, “I don’t want to see you.”

When I recalled how Sally had been using me as her shield the days before Marcus’ death, my guilt intensified all the more. She knew from the very start that Marcus hated her. Fearing that he might do something to her, she made sure I stayed in the White residence as an assurance for her own life.

She knew that she’d be safe with me around because Marcus would never hurt me, be it emotionally or physically. Hence, she kept me by her side. Even at the very last second, Marcus had swerved the car to protect me.

I never wanted to hurt anyone, but that seemed like the only thing I was good at.

Ashton peered at me with an unfathomable gaze. After a long time, he let out a soft sigh and said, “I know you feel guilty about Marcus’ death, but Scarlett, no one killed him. He was the one who crashed the car.”

Anger sparked in me. I removed my high heels and threw them at him. “Get out, Ashton! I don’t want to see you!”

It was clearly all her doing! She killed so many people without even batting an eyelid. How

Ashton had built up his patience. Even though I had just hurled my heels at him, besides his gaze darkening subtly, he showed no other reaction as he took me into his arms and soothed, “Are you done? Take a bath now before you

at cotton. Nothing I said or did manage to elicit a response out

hand, was filled with

his hand reached out to remove my clothes, I flinched

“How long are you going

But, so what?

fixedly

he extended his hand to press me against his chest, using his other to

though he wanted

there,

anger rose from deep inside me. “I

I climbed out of the bathtub and started

stared at me with knitted brows but didn’t dodge the onslaught of flying objects. I grew tired after a while and seeing that there was nothing left

sense of hopelessness washed over me as

ground, he crouched down to peel off