When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 306

I nodded and hummed a response, then searched for a pair of shoes from the shoe rack.

Molly peered at me with hesitation stark in her eyes. “Madam, it’s late now and it’s still snowing outside. Why don’t you wait for Mr. Ashton to finish his shower and go with him?”

“It’s fine.”

I walked out of the living room and noticed two bodyguards standing guard at the door. My face fell and I snapped, “Step aside.”

Both of them remained silent.

Molly had already gone upstairs to call Ashton.

My brows drew together with rage, but I was aware that I was no match for the two burly men.

They blocked my path, remaining immovable like two stone statues.

Shortly after, Ashton came down in a bathrobe with water still dripping from his hair.

Seeing me all dressed up, he frowned. “Where are you going?”

“Out.”

“To do what?”

Irritation clawed at me. “To see a doctor.”

response. “I’ll get Jared to

“I’m going to the hospital.” Marcus’ body had been taken away. Without any family, the only one who could hold a funeral for him was Sally, but

I had to do this

grew taut. “You’re going to see a doctor at the hospital at a time like this? Are you using that as

him and sneered. “What does it matter

stop. Aunt Sally will handle Marcus’ funeral. There are

I could only shoot him a withering stare. In the end,

softened his tone. “I’ll send someone to deal with Marcus’ funeral.

and whipped back to look at him, noticing

coursing through my veins, I raised my hands and shoved him. Since the railing was completely within his

managed to maintain

him, then spun on

in just after I changed into my pajamas and climbed into bed. His eyes were dim and there was blood on his forehead and the corner of his

glance before closing my eyes, planning to give him the cold

Lowering himself beside the bed, he

to give him

down with his sturdy body, nuzzling my forehead with the tip of his nose as he asked in a low whisper, “Doesn’t your heart ache for your injured

to speak. Does my

Yes!

with his reflexes, falling down the stairs wouldn’t pose that big of a problem. At most, he

a mirthless smile formed on his lips. “You think this is nothing compared to Marcus’ death and that

in my chest, but I remained stubborn.

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