When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Chapter 1784 Incoming Death

“Nathaniel’s anxious about you. You’ll be fine.” Ashton lowered his eyes and avoided my gaze.

A fresh swell of hot tears brimmed in my eyes, and I laughed bitterly. “That’s right. He’s about to fall in love with me. A man as smart as you is slowly creeping into my life. What do you feel about that?”

“If I were you, I’d be happy. At the very least, this shows that you’re currently safe.” Ashton’s tone was still as flat as ever, so I could not decipher what he was feeling at that moment.

Perhaps what he wanted to say was that all was fine as long as I was safe, but I was greedy—I wanted to hear something else other than that. “But you’re not me. Otherwise, you’d know that the words I want to hear aren’t these.”

Ashton then glanced, almost unnoticeably, in the direction of the doorway. Despite how cautious he was, I noticed his action and informed him, “Millie’s guarding the room outside. No one’s going to come in. We’ll be alone here.”

I was telling him that we were in a safe spot, so he did not need to worry about Nathaniel’s sudden appearance or him abruptly realizing something amiss.

However, Ashton was determined to play safe. “If I can say things that nice to your ears, we wouldn’t be divorcing each other and fighting over the assets,” he said, cold and ruthless.

he hurried to the door. However, right as he

and it can ruin

without sparing me another glance, he left

was working, I found myself shaking from

literally, or is he hinting me at something

said last. Yet, no matter how much I mulled over his words, I

it was Millie—that she had come to urge me to hurry—I muttered to her, “Millie, say, what do you think it means by time can

was the sight of Nathaniel’s too-pale face

was at that very moment I

did nothing, our time spent

two people who abhorred each other be able to peacefully stay in

from head to toe. A beat later, he said with amusement, “It seems like Ashton is more determined to not love you than to love

froze before I belatedly realized what had happened—Nathaniel had assumed that Ashton’s last words

come to rub