When There Is Nothing Left But Love

“Ashton…” I called out in a slightly lower voice, guilt-ridden. He must have called me many times.

Standing in front of the window, he seemed oblivious to my voice, but I’m sure he heard it. After all, there were only two of us in this empty room. How could he not hear me?

I walked nearer and stood behind him, taking the initiative to admit my mistake. “I went to see a doctor at the hospital. My phone accidentally…”

Suddenly, he turned around and stared at me. His icy gaze was as deep as a bottomless ocean. “You’ve never addressed me so intimately before.”

I froze at his statement, and my mind went blank. Gazing at him, I was puzzled. “I…”

The tall and slender man came closer and stood in front of me. For some inexplicable reason, the atmosphere felt chilly. “If it wasn’t for Summer, would you have left without hesitation?”

My brows knitted together. “What are you talking about?”

“Have you met Marcus?” he asked. His calm voice was devoid of emotion.

I was stunned. All of a sudden, I understood why he was so sullen. Pursing my lips, I answered, “I bumped into him at the hospital’s entrance.”

“Mmm.” He hummed in response, reaching out and tucking a few strands of hair away from my forehead. “Don’t meet him anymore, alright?”

at concealing his

I nodded my head faintly. I remembered a book I’d once read said that a man would only love a woman for a lifetime if

couldn’t grasp what it meant. After giving it some thought, I completely

their family’s name. They might be fine in the first two to three years. But what was going

surrounded by many outstanding women, yet Rachel

up at him, I gave him a faint smile. “It’s getting late. We should

around and heading to the bedroom, I heard the sound of hasty footsteps behind me. He then grabbed my arm, dragged me into the bedroom, and locked the

wall, he appeared a little gloomy. “Scarlett,

at him. “Ashton, there’s nothing I want from you. You’re fine just the way you are. It’s

upset that Marcus is in dire straits and alone, so you want to be a saint and

“Ashton,

pushed me to Rachel and

Afterward, I couldn’t help but talk back to him. “Rachel is an outstanding woman.

You’re really something. Other women rack their brains to stop their husbands from having an

words again. Looking up at him, I felt a lump in

to you, you were already gone, so I came home alone. And I didn’t meet up with Marcus on purpose. We ran into each other

his gaze became gentle. Letting out a sigh, he pulled me into a hug. “I’m sorry I lost my

my head lightly. Breaking free from his arms,