Chapter 1239
When There Is Nothing Left But Love
Right now, I could only try my best to make sure my dreams wouldnât come true.
Ashton snorted. âTry your best?â
He was obviously angry. I met his gaze and realized he was about to take action. Instinctively, I tried to
escape. Before I could leave, Ashton pulled me against him tightly.
When I returned to my senses, I found myself drowning in Ashtonâs passionate kiss. Feeling
breathless, I patted his hand a few times so he could release me, but the man ignored my silent pleas.
Left with no choice, I made some protesting sounds before Ashton got enough of me and let me go.
âThis is your punishment for not trying your best, get it?â
My breathing was uneven as I glared at him furiously.
Ashton gazed at me in amusement. It didnât seem like he had just scaled the walls just to sneak in
earlier.
Suddenly, a shadow appeared in the crack underneath the door. Someone was here. I immediately
placed a hand on Ashtonâs thigh, signaling him to be quiet.
Yet, the shadow sensed something was wrong and came to a stop outside my door. As it remained
unmoving, it might be eavesdropping on us.
That wasnât a good sign.
Besides the bed and a coffee table, there wasnât any other furniture in the room. There was nowhere
for Ashton to hide in the toilet, too. If that person outside barged in, Ashton would be discovered at
once.
The only choice left was for Ashton to leave now.
We exchanged looks. Ashtonâs expression darkened as he made his way to the window. I tiptoed to the
door in case the person came in. That way, I would be able to stall him or her.
The door was the only obstacle between us. My heart leaped to my throat as I glanced at the shadow
through the crack while keeping an eye on Ashton.
When Ashton was about to climb out of the window, Marcusâ hoarse voice rang out. âLetty, letâs talk. I
know youâre still awake.â
Marcus?
Didnât he refuse to talk to me earlier? Why did he suddenly change his mind?
I stepped back and lowered my voice. âIâm asleep. Letâs talk tomorrow.â
After I answered him, he fell silent for a long while. If I wasnât staring at his shadow underneath the
door, I wouldâve thought he had left by now.
As we waited, Ashton changed his mind and walked toward me carefully. I only realized it when he
came to a stop next to me. At once, I leaned into his embrace.
We were only separated by a door, but it seemed like a bridge we could never cross.
It took some time before Marcus replied, âHave a good rest. Your wish will come true tomorrow.â
With that, the shadow under the door moved toward the direction of Marcusâ room and disappeared
from sight.
I waited until the sound of his footsteps faded away before I heaved a sigh of relief. âMy wish will come
true tomorrow?â I muttered. âIs Marcus bringing me to see Baby tomorrow?â
Ashtonâs deep voice rang out above me. âDo you still think heâs your Santa Claus?â
His voice seemed odd.
âDid you realize something was wrong with Marcus ages ago?â I inquired.
Ashton didnât reply to my question. Instead, he stalked to the window and lit up a cigarette. He puffed
away, seemingly reluctant to share it with me.
âI wonât ask questions if you donât feel like saying it.â I went to him and closed the windows. Turning at
my shoulder, I reminded him. âSmoking is already bad for your health. Why are you taking in the
second-hand smoke, too?â
Ashton was taken aback by my outburst. He put out his cigarette and threw the almost intact cigarette
out.
âYou wonât smoke anymore?â I was surprised. âYou donât have to worry about being caught. Iâll open the
window and ventilate my room.â
âNo,â came Ashtonâs reply. He changed the topic abruptly by asking, âIf you were to choose between
me and our son, who will you pick?â He seemed intrigued.
That was the worst-case scenario, so I didnât expect Ashton to ask me about it. Initially, I was stunned
into silence. However, after seeing how serious he was, I burst into laughter. âAshton, do you know you
look like a jealous man in a relationship? Youâre worse because youâre even jealous of your own son.â