When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Chapter 1778 Pushing My Luck

Nathaniel spun around, so angry that his eyes were as wide as saucers. “Scarlett Stovall, you’re pushing your luck!”

I raised my uninjured hand to press down on the wound. I could barely open my eyes, but still, I forced out a smile. “I know I am, and you are the reason for it. Y-You know that if Ashton dies, I’ll be dead too. If you take his life, you take mine too. You’re playing the role of a nice man visiting me, but who are you playing this role for? Yourself? Hilarious! You’re a joke, Nathaniel!”

Nathaniel was completely still in his spot. The cold light of the filament lamp shone on him, casting a shadow over his eyes. The more I looked at his eyes, the darker they seemed, but the entire time, his expression was a calm one. He was not panicking from getting exposed for his lies, and neither was he refuting my words nor giving any explanations.

The spacious room was engulfed by silence. Perhaps he was ruminating about something, but that was something I could not decipher. Nevertheless, it was evident that my fake suicide attempt was effective.

After a long while, and just as I was about to pass out, Nathaniel reacted.

He walked over and gently held my wrist, about to help me out. “Get up first.”

His voice was soft. It was as if he was afraid of scaring me.

It was then I finally opened my eyes wide to warily watch him. However, I did not plan to listen to him.

an exasperated look and a frown crept upon his face. “He’s not dead. I was

him before flinging his cold hand away. Shakily, I supported myself with the drawer and

from the side. Once I was on the bed, he left

a nurse came

guarding my ward at all times. In other words, I had a certain amount of freedom, but that did not mean that no one

nurse left,

god you finally called me back. Gregory told me that Nathaniel was the one who

been spamming me with calls, but I missed them all. It seemed like

I replied as I took a glimpse at the injury on my shoulder. “How are Gregory and

the kids, but

them to my place. Don’t you know how Emma works? She’s great at consoling the children; she played with Audrey and

lips tightly but smiled. “That’s

I’d rather they forget about me so that

are you going to