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

Chapter 539

After silently observing Ashton for a while, I turned around and went upstairs.

I decided to let him have some space. Some things could be discussed civilly, but there were some other things that couldn’t.

 

In the bedroom, I stripped and entered the shower, the cold water chilled me to the bone.

Since when did Ashton and I start walking on eggshells caring for each other’s feelings?

I had yet to finish watching the content on the USB drive that Camelia had given me. I had been emotionally unstable and mentally weak during that one month, and had spent every day with Marcus. Developing a physically intimate relationship with him was unavoidable.

There were some scenes in the USB drive that looked unfamiliar even to me when I watched them, so I couldn’t imagine how they must have made Ashton felt. His suppressed anger for the past few days must have been because of the video.

Emery told me that, knowing Marcus, whatever he told Ashton at the wedding ceremony could not have been good news.

Deep in his heart, Ashton was harboring resentment towards me. Resentment that he didn’t want to discuss with me.

I was drained of all energy after my shower, leaning my weight against the wall as I made my way to the bed with much difficulty.

Maybe this would all go away with a good night’s rest.

Just as I’d expected, Ashton never returned to the bedroom. I guessed that he didn’t want to affect me with his negative emotions, and the last thing he wanted was to start another argument with me.

One argument was more than enough.

The next day.

had been sent to school, so only Flora,

“Mrs. Fuller, Mr. Fuller left not too long ago. He told me to prepare soup for

she gave me a note. “Mr. Fuller didn’t want to wake you, so he asked me to pass

Make sure you eat your meals. Wait for me to get home tonight so we

fine. Except we both knew the truth: we were lost,

Flora, thanking her for the food as

no appetite for breakfast and was

but ended up throwing up

during this time of the year, and going out was not

look at the sandalwood box that Grandma had left me. If Emery said that it couldn’t be unlocked with

work. It resembled closer to a woodworker’s

fiddling with the box for a while but to no

out on Ashton’s desk. I had seen them a few times before; they were

over to the table and picked the documents up, flipping through

to end, I could not get myself involved in

slightly, I closed the file and was about to keep it in the drawer when an album in

our pictures from the past in his villa in J City,

it wouldn’t hurt to take a look and walk

out of the drawer, noticing that there had been

looked familiar to me. Even though I had never seen what he looked like right after birth,

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