When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Chapter 1813 A Fleeting Moment Together

He buried his head into my neck, and his unshaved beard grazed my cheek a little. At the very next second, a drop of warm tear dripped onto me, igniting all the emotions I worked hard to suppress.

“Ashton!”

I was so overwhelmed that I didn’t care if it was all a dream. I didn’t care that I might wake up and lose him again, either. As soon as I turned around, I threw my arms around him and buried my face in his chest. His familiar scent came to me, and I greedily took it all in.

The room was dark, so there was no way to see anything clearly. I had to tap on him a few times and pinch myself a little. The pain confirmed what I already know. I wasn’t hallucinating!

“You’re really here!” I couldn’t be bothered to behave anymore, so I draped my arm around him.

My hand caressed his face in the dark, and my mind conjured an image of his face.

“You must’ve really let yourself go.” I was grinning sadly when I uttered those words to joke about his uneven beard. The mere thought of Ashton looking strangely mature had me giggling a little, though.

his chest. Only then was he able to sigh in relief. “I honestly thought that you were trying to commit suicide, so I haven’t been sleeping the

release me from his embrace and said, “Now that you’ve seen me, you

ten minutes. I’m too tired and need a quick recharge. Can I just stay

helpless that I couldn’t bear to push him away. In a way, I had no choice but to let

didn’t rest for long before he shared, “When I heard about how you got hurt, I went and stayed guard at the exit closest to the ER. I had everything planned,

you had survived. That was why I messed things up for Nathaniel every day and made it so that he had to leave to handle the issue. It took me some time, but I eventually created a small window of opportunity to come to visit. I’m sorry.

will always trust you. What I did that day, and how I behaved… It was all to trick Nathaniel,

all that for a while, and he seemed more relaxed after he got them all out.

“Also, the last time…”

listening to what he had to say. Hence, I interrupted him with a tease. I even had both my hands on his lips before I said, “Oh my, Mr. Fuller, you are so naggy. The thing is, Ashton, you have to know that your wife’s acting still is just as good as yours. I timed both the shooting incident and the car accident perfectly and knew that I would survive both. Don’t worry. I’m not suicidal. I have too much to live for. Just promise me this one

Instead, he made some incoherent

something was off as soon as I was done speaking. That was when I

probable that I die from being