Since I was bored, I registered his phone number on his behalf.
After that was done, I lay on the bed and went through some of the videos. Then someone called his cell phone.
It was Joe.
Ashton was still in the shower as I could hear the water running. I told him about it and he asked me to pick up the call.
Before I could say anything after the call was connected, Joe started yapping away. “Ashton, what are you doing? Why haven’t you picked up my calls earlier?”
I wanted to tell him that Ashton was in the shower, but he interjected further.
Joe continued ranting, “We need to go to the hospital because there are some stuff we need to settle, especially the one at K City south district. There’s a patient who had passed away two months ago, and the hospital is still asking for payment which is almost five million. This matter is escalating as of now. The patient’s family is creating a ruckus at the public health department. We need to sort this out as soon as possible and we are having problems dealing with the media too.”
“Yes, I’ll let him know shortly!” I replied. I couldn’t help but wonder, how did Jared create such a huge problem?
“Scarlett?” Joe was shocked. “Why did you pick up Ashton’s phone? Where is he?”
I was sleepy and gave out a yawn while replying, “He is showering. I will relay your messages to him. If there’s nothing else, I’m going to hang up now.”
He might have thought that I was eavesdropping on the call, so he exclaimed angrily, “Scarlett, how could you be so nonchalant after eavesdropping on someone else’s call? Do you have any principles? Not only did you steal someone’s man, but now you even want to spy on other people’s matters. How can you do such a thing? Initially, I thought the main reason for Ashton marrying you was because of his grandfather. From the looks of it, you must have deceived him as well.”
I became quite speechless. “Mr. Quinn, have you been reading too many novels? How can your brain think of such things? Even Ashton wouldn’t go around talking about our marriage, but you have been talking non-stop about it. Do you like Ashton or what? If you like him and hate me so much because I’ve stolen him, I wouldn’t mind if you and him have an underground relationship. Also, let me be clear with you. Ashton told me to pick up his phone. Please be clear about the situation next time.”
He stammered and said, “Scarlett, what nonsense are you talking? I’m referring to Rebecca, don’t you know Ashton’s heart is with her all this time? You’re still trying to sound logical even though you’ve ruined their relationship.”
I couldn’t help but feel amused. “Mr. Quinn, what do you mean by ruining their relationship? How in the world can you tell that Ashton’s heart is with Rebecca? Isn’t it just some booty call? Based on your logic, it seems that you care for Rebecca. Does that mean your heart is with her as well?”
“Scarlett, y-you…” he stammered even more.
I paused for a while before saying, “You what? Please stop acting as if you understand other people very well in the future. You have a brain, so don’t rush into things or make things up. Whether Ashton has true feelings for Rebecca, I don’t have a clue. But please, manage yourself better before talking about others.”
After saying that, I hung up the phone immediately.
When Ashton came out from the shower, his hair was still wet and he was wearing a pair of shorts. He dried his hair with a towel and looked at me. “Was it Joe?”
I nodded and stared at him. “You’ll sleep in the guest room tonight.”
In a moment of shock, he raised his eyebrow. “Why? What did he say?”
“Nothing!” I wasn’t in the mood to use my phone anymore, so I threw it to one side and buried myself underneath the blanket.
Ashton pulled the blanket away and embraced me in his arms. His hair was still dripping wet. I resisted a little, pushed him away with my arm and said annoyingly, “Don’t touch me!”
He pursed his lips and frowned. “What did he say?”
“Nothing!” I was displeased and wanted to ignore him. After that, I lifted my hand and pinched his waist.
He allowed me to do whatever I wanted without protest. Then he said helplessly, “Are you more relieved?”
I stared at him and pursed my lips.
He sighed. “Joe’s temper has always been quirky. I’ll let him know next time. Why are you angry at him?”
What did he mean by me being angry at him?
I was uncomfortable because the water on his body started dripping onto me. I couldn’t help but complain, “Ashton, let go of me. You’re wet.”
He was dumbfounded. “I’ll just dry it then. Why are you lashing out? If you’re still annoyed, you can continue pinching me. If that doesn’t help, you can hit me!”
I ignored him because I felt utterly down. I covered myself with the blanket and said coldly, “You’ll sleep in the guest room tonight.”
Upon seeing that I was inconsolable, he picked up his cell phone helplessly and phoned Joe.
In no time, the call was connected.
Ashton lowered his voice and asked, “What did you say to Scarlett?”