When There Is Nothing Left But Love

God, I was so blind. I perceived his duplicated kindness as a genuine love for me. I never once thought of this. If anything bad happened to Rebecca, he would always choose her.

Seeing my silence, Sally knew that no amount of lecturing would get to me anymore. A soft sigh slipped from her lips. She headed to her bedroom for a change of clothes before leaving the house.

Thoughts engulfing me whole, I stilled for some time before getting up to leave. Mrs. Eriksen, who stayed with me, immediately got up to stall. “Letty, where are you going?”

“The hospital.”

She hurriedly blocked the door. “No, don’t! Mr. Ashton and the Moore family are most likely furious with you, so it’s not wise to go there now. Come, let’s stay here, okay? We’ll deal with things once everyone calms down.”

At her request, I sank back down onto the sofa and buried my face into my palms. The villa became abnormally quiet, save for the drums pounding in my head and heart.

Endless confusion weighed down the air around me.

After a while, footsteps drew closer in the villa. Mrs. Eriksen’s voice sounded, “Dr. Crest. Why aren’t you at the hospital?”

A huge shadow shaded over me. Irritation prickled under my skin as I looked up to see Jared’s slender figure standing in front of me. A distant and indifferent frown etched on his face.

I glanced at the blood on my hands then warned, “Please hire a lawyer if you’re here to accuse me of what happened. I’m in a very bad mood right now, so I can’t guarantee whether I will have an emotional episode and start assaulting you.”

Jared…

He looked at me with profound impotence. Some seconds slipped past before he finally challenged, “There are no knives here. How exactly do you plan to attack me?”

sizzling annoyance. There was nothing more to say to

a glass of water. He sipped quietly with no

frowned. “Aren’t you here to

a brow and questioned back, “Why should I lecture you? It’s not

I…

to get amused at my pathetic

he chuckled, “Do I

to

the yard. There was no doubt as to

villa. The gloom on his face emitted a dangerous warning, saying that he wasn’t

indifferently

“No!” I refused.

“Get up,” he instructed. Then, he pulled me

my wrist and dragged me out to the yard. After shoving me into

rushed into the ER. Perhaps it was Ashton’s seething anger, his hold

the faintest tingle before numbness took over my wrist. I barked at him, “Let go of me! If she dies, I’ll pay with my own life. You don’t

and realized how roughly he gripped onto me. Then, his fingers

and yellow blotches obnoxiously seeped across my

frown. For a moment, it seemed as if

on my lower lip. “It’s

scrunched up. The coldness in his eyes intensified and his lips clamped shut to steady the anger inside him. “How could you, Scarlett?