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?”

he was good at concealing his emotion, I

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

was young back then, so I couldn’t grasp what it meant. After

might be fine in the first two to three years. But what

was surrounded by many outstanding women, yet Rachel

my hand, but I avoided his touch. Looking up at him, I gave him a faint smile. “It’s getting

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

he appeared a little gloomy. “Scarlett, tell me. What do you

lifting my head to stare at him. “Ashton, there’s nothing I want from you. You’re fine just the way you

dire straits and alone, so you want to be

drew together. “Ashton, what are you talking

Rachel and went to the hospital just to see Marcus, am

moment. Afterward, I couldn’t help but talk

so much effort into this? You’re really something. Other women rack their brains to stop their husbands from having an affair, but you’re so keen to push me

words again. Looking up at

I came home alone. And I didn’t meet up with Marcus on purpose. We ran into each other at the hospital. Ashton, I’m not trying to push you away. It’s just that I don’t know what to

expression softened, and his gaze became gentle. Letting out a sigh, he pulled

my gaze, shaking my head lightly. Breaking free from