When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 820

He shook his head. “You’re not allowed to wear skirts anymore!”

Before I could react, he had draped his coat over my thighs to my chagrin.

I was also distinctly aware that everyone around us who was having breakfast glanced toward us more often than was necessary. Do I look indecent?

I examined my dressing again, but I didn’t find anything overtly inappropriate. “Do I look strange at all?” I pleaded with Ashton.

He nodded solemnly. “Yes. You’re too beautiful, that’s the problem.”

I was flabbergasted for a moment and burst into laughter the next. “Where did you learn to say things like that?”

He took a sip of water at length. “Just don’t wear skirts this short again.”

“It looks good on me,” I pouted. “Why can’t I wear it?”

“It’s too short!” Ashton said brusquely.

Nora said that Ashton’s reaction like this was a common ailment amongst men. They would try to restrict their wives’ freedom to dress provocatively to the best of their ability but would enjoy looking at skimpily dressed women out in public.

“Rebecca and Rachel wear short skirts often and I think they look nice,” I said deliberately. “Why can’t I do the same? You can ogle at others but why can’t I let others ogle at me? Ashton, you’re being unreasonable.”

one another?” Ashton fixed

they do,” I

you’ve gotten fat recently?” he said critically. “Your fat

skinnier!” I protested

I wasn’t actually sure if that was the case. “Have

little!” he replied

because Ashton had never called me fat before

I promised. I’d look awful in them being

gave a satisfied

I enjoyed eating, but now that my plumpness had been pointed out, I felt self-conscious and didn’t have much

a glass of milk. “Why aren’t you eating?” Ashton

a controlled diet, I should be able to slim down

girls prioritize our figures and petite sizes anyway. It was well worth

wasn’t pleased. “You should be full in the morning,” he chastised. “How are you going to lose weight if you don’t eat regularly? We can go

the pastries back in front of me.

to!” I protested. My appetite was

he said sternly. “Caloric restriction is the worst way to lose weight. We can go

in defiance, but ultimately

of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure approaching us. It was

too. “Good morning, Mr. White!”

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