When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 540

He’s back?

“When did he get back?”

“Around five o’clock.”

I wasn’t sure whether to cry or to laugh from the sheer absurdity.

If he had come back so early, it meant that he was anxious to have dinner with me, as was written on the note. If he had never once come upstairs to the bedroom, it meant that he still felt resentful.

Forget it.

I smiled weakly at Flora. “You guys go ahead. I’m not hungry.”

Maybe it would be easier on both of us if we didn’t see each other.

Flora opened her mouth as if to say something, but kept quiet and went back downstairs.

I went back to the bed and stared at the ceiling, trying to fall asleep but to no avail.

The room gradually grew darker and darker as I stared blankly into space.

The bedroom door swung open, and I instantly shut my eyes closed. I heard heavy footsteps and breathing, and I knew it was him.

There was the sound of water coming from the bathroom as I kept my eyes shut, knowing that he had just exited the bathroom.

He sat down on his side of the bed. I assumed that he was going to sleep in the study tonight.

weight of the mattress shift below me and heard the sound of the

even, shallow breathing slowly

asleep, but by the sound of Ashton’s soft breathing, I guessed that he

my eyes, freezing in place when

his embrace. “Flora said that you threw up your breakfast this morning, and that you didn’t eat anything for the rest of the day,” he stated,

I argued, my body stiff in

“Scarlett, I’m a man. You can’t blame me for losing my temper when I saw him

talking about last

I nodded silently.

into the crook of my neck as he sighed

fingers massaged the small of my back, slowly but surely working the stiffness out of my body. “What did Marcus tell you

breathing stop, I went on, “If it was about the baby,

and kissed the corner of my mouth. “That

continue talking for fear that

fell asleep that night listening to his

next day, there was a large bouquet of balloon flowers on the bedside table. The

carefully among the flowers: Eat

the person will always return no matter

giggled, setting the card down and crawling out of bed to wash up. Downstairs, Flora seemed to be

already prepared and set out on the table. I didn’t want to eat it, but Ashton

ate a little

out, Flora scurried after me. “Are you going out, Mrs.

I nodded.

she said, “May I ask where you’re going? Mr. Fuller said to inform him when and where

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