When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

Chapter 146

The steamy atmosphere made the two of us feverish. He grabbed my waist roughly, growling sensually, “Focus on me.”

The next thing I knew, Ashton was carrying me to the bed. Towering over me, he spoke as if giving a command, “Take it off.”|

Following his gaze to my nether regions, I was at a loss for words. I placed my hands over my belly and looked at him nervously. “The doctor said that we shouldn’t! It’s going to hurt the kid.”

I‘m not going to budge on this! 

Upon hearing my words, his gaze visibly darkened. “So what? You want me to just give up like that?” He whispered, his tone dangerous.

I nodded lightly. “That’s what the doctor said. Don’t do it unless you don’t want this kid anymore.”

As he pursed his lips in silence, my phone suddenly rang.

I got him off me and took my phone. It was John.

Feeling somewhat nervous, I glanced at Ashton. He seemed to be rather displeased upon seeing the name displayed on my phone screen.

I got up, wanting to answer the call at the balcony.

However, a pair of hands quickly grabbed my shoulders. “Answer it here!” He commanded before pressing on the speaker button.

I frowned. “Ashton, you’re invading my privacy!”

ma

said, “We’re a married

“How shameless!”

and clean. Nick has already given me enough trouble... So if John acts up now, I‘ll

I know why you’re calling me?” There, that should sound formal

expression seemed

of his keyboard, I reckoned that he must still

have dinner with me tonight.” He seemed to be informing me rather than asking

my brows and replied, “I don’t have the time. If that’s all, I’m hanging

spoke, “Aren’t you going to

Sensing Ashton’s scorching gaze on me, I could feel every muscle in my body starting to tense

nothing to talk

why Jackson left the country in the first place. The fact that you cut off all contact with him for

along with the sound of him typing furiously on his keyboard was truly getting on my

matter to you whether or not I’m living a happy life!

hesitation, I hung up the call before

me so much that I

intently, as if he were trying to interrogate me with his eyes. Gosh. I really have to give it to John for having absolutely no tact whatsoever. He knows exactly where my wounds are, and he‘s sprinkling

Ashton was not feeling happy about the things he heard and I wanted to talk to him,

troubled, I lay back down on

Ashton was touching me all over roughly, yet I could not sense

not try to stop him and let him have

moments of not getting any reactions from me, he paused and stared at me as he

something this awkward had happened between us, and he knew exactly how

room persisted, my phone started ringing again in an untimely