When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 672

I pursed my lips and replied, “No. I’m fine, don’t worry about me.”

“I want to see you.” He sounded like he was trying to stifle his emotions.

I want to see you.

It’s been a long time since I heard such sentimental words. I smiled as my heart filled with warmth.

“I’m fine, Ashton. Really.” I had wanted to tell him to live our own lives separately, but I knew that it would inevitably anger him.

“I’m not fine.” He sounded grouchy and emotional at the end of his tether. “Scarlett, everyone has their limits. I let you go when you wanted to leave. I was even willing to wait for you here. But you can’t continue to be away like this. The night-time loneliness is killing me and I don’t want to count on my memories to get past the nights. I want to see you, and I mean now.”

I was dumbfounded for a moment. This was the first time for me to hear Ashton pouring out his feelings with no reservations, and his voice had an edge to it.

If he was in front of me at this moment, I would have pulled him into a tight embrace and tell him that I miss him too.

“Thank you for taking good care of Summer, Ashton.” I changed the subject. I was afraid that I would not be able to control myself and tell him that I missed him. I was also afraid that if I were to appear in his life again, his world would be turned upside down.

He should be living a happy, married life, surrounded by children. But I was unable to give him a happy marriage, and I couldn’t even bear him any children. Leaving him was the best choice.

him asking in a rough voice, “Are you punishing me, Scarlett? If so, then tell

the call as

the phone and felt the

How pathetic!

Armond looked at me

two hours making a police report. I was

deep frown on his

still angry. “Whatever

that he was angry,

remained silent after being chastised, he stopped himself and

away from work for an hour, and that’s

he’s the boss, and I made a mistake. No excuses

handing over the work

any plan tonight,

dejectedly, “Actually, I really want to go to dinner with you. But I might have

would need to be on call twenty-four hours a day, and there’s no telling when exactly he was

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