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When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 311

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 311

I pushed against him, but he didn’t budge an inch. A frown appeared on my face as I evaded his kiss. “Ashton, where did you get all this confidence? Why would I be jealous?”

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He smirked devilishly. “I know you’re jealous.” He trapped me in his embrace and purred in a baritone voice, “You love me, don’t you, Scarlett?”

Momentarily losing control over my mind and body, I subconsciously grabbed onto his arms, looking a little flustered.

Noticing my subtle action, he lowered his voice and whispered into my ear, “Finally responding, hmm?”

My cheeks heated up all of a sudden. Suppressing my anger, I glared daggers at him and gritted out, “Are you done yet? Get out.”

He tightened his arms around me, as though unfazed by my show of anger. “Where do you want me to go?”

“Wherever you want. I don’t care!” I pursed my lips and shoved him hard. Then, I crawled into bed and closed my eyes in exhaustion.

He climbed into bed after me and circled me in his arms. My phone, which I had set aside, rang again out of the blue.

I flicked my eyes toward it and saw that it was John. Thus, I answered it without hesitation.

“Wait for me tomorrow. I’ll take you to see a doctor,” was what he said the moment the call was connected.

Upset, I was about to refuse when Ashton beat me to it with a gloomy expression. “Mr. Stovall, by calling so late at night, I don’t suppose you want to listen in on my private conversation with my wife?”

Probably not expecting Ashton to be around, John fell silent for a moment before scoffing derisively. “Private conversation? You really do have a knack for blowing your own trumpet, Mr. Fuller. Though, I’ve never heard of a wife answering a call in the midst of having a private conversation with her husband.” This undoubtedly struck a nerve in Ashton.

Ashton’s arms tightened around my waist, completely holding me down as he spoke meaningfully into the phone, “Sometimes, husband and wife tend to spice things up between

each other. Don’t you know that, Mr. Stovall?”

“Oh? Is that so? What an eye-opener. Why? Did you use to call Letty like this too when you were with Ms. Larson?”

Ashton’s face clouded over and he looked terrifyingly cold.

“Don’t sound so spiteful, Mr. Stovall. At least the woman in my arms is mine to take, whereas she’s someone you can never dream of touching. So, I’d say that my situation is much more practical compared to your wishful thinking.”

Ashton’s words were indeed cruel. After ending the call, he tucked my hair behind my ear without demonstrating any signs of anger. “I’ll take you to the hospital tomorrow,” was all he said.

I pursed my lips, but merely shut my eyes and let sleep take over me.

That night, I had quite a good sleep.

The next day, I woke up to see that Ashton had already changed his clothes.

He was sitting on the chaise lounge by the side with a laptop propped on his thighs, either

working or looking up some information.

Seeing that I was awake, he placed his laptop down before coming over and bending down to peck me on the forehead. “Do you wanna lie down for a while longer?”

I creased my brows. “What’s up?”

He cocked a brow. “I said that I’d take you to see the doctor today.”

“I’m not going!” Although Marcus was gone, I was still an employee at White Corporation. I was the one in charge of the OrbitTech project, so there was no reason for me to give up halfway.

He frowned and pulled me into his arms, kissing me softly before saying, “Why don’t you go and wash up first?”

After a good night’s sleep, I felt more clear-headed. I squirmed out of his embrace and got out of bed to head straight into the bathroom.

When I was brushing my teeth, I could vaguely hear someone knocking on the bedroom door and automatically assumed that it was Mrs. Eriksen calling us down for breakfast.

After washing up, I went out to see Rebecca and Ashton locked in an embrace. I didn’t know what came over Rebecca, but she was crying pitifully at that moment.

What the hell?

Staring at the pair of lovers, I inadvertently pursed my lips. I was in no hurry, so I merely folded my arms over my chest and watched as the two of them express their affection for each other.

Ashton seemed to be slightly tensed, but because he had his back to me, he didn’t notice me standing there. He pushed Rebecca away and said indifferently, “You’ve been with the Moore family for at least half a year now. They’re a prominent household, so you need to act the part. Why are you behaving like this now, without self-respect?”

Having been pushed away by Ashton, Rebecca naturally noticed that I had come out of the bathroom. She squinted slightly before directing her gaze back to Ashton.

With tears in her eyes, she said, “Ash, you’ve always known how I felt about you. You didn’t promise my brother to take care of me out of responsibility. You did it because you fell for me. And the only reason you can’t leave Scarlett now is because you feel responsible and indebted to her. You don’t love her at all, do you?”

My brows shot toward my hairline. Tsk, tsk. Is she trying to provoke Ashton into saying something that would hurt me?

Ashton’s voice was chilly when he grunted, “This has nothing to do with you. Don’t come here again from now on.”

“The fact that you’re not giving me a straight answer means that you don’t love Scarlett at all, right?” Rebecca gazed at him and continued, “On the night of my birthday, you clearly knew that it was also her birthday, but you still chose to come to the Moore Residence because, in your heart, I’m more important than her, right?”

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