When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 827

We were supposed to discuss what happened the night before!

“What would you like to talk about?” I probed carefully.

“Why didn’t you pick up my call last night? Who was the man you met in the alley?” he asked calmly.

“I’ve told you, my phone was off, and the man was an old friend!” It made not much of a difference whether he knew about Danny or not. I’ve decided that he would be better off not knowing.

Ashton narrowed his eyes in displeasure. “Scarlett, I’ve told you before. I don’t like it when you lie to me.”

I gazed at him and chuckled coldly. “Lie to you? Who’s lying to whom now? Ashton, let me ask you this. Where were you that night when I was at at the morgue? Who were you with?”

He pursed his lips, clearly unhappy. “Why are you bringing this up now?”

this upset. Maybe the thought of him being with Rebecca as I lay there dying made me feel awful. I had thought that he had brought back those

have to interact with this much hostility

I was much happier if none of us spoke, to be

back towards him. I had so much unhappiness that I wasn’t able to express and it hurt to hold it in. To

quilt and sat up straight in bed. “Mr. Fuller, if you desire a woman’s company, feel free to contact Ms. Larson, who I’m sure would be delighted to

number. Ashton

can satisfy you!” I retorted. “What is it?”

come over to our villa? If

“Scarlett, what the hell are you doing?” she raged. “There’s a limit to throwing insults,

the expenses that he’s paid for you over the years enough for you to spend one night with him? Haven’t you

that moment Ashton had snatched my phone from

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