Chapter 1369
When There Is Nothing Left But Love
âDo you think itâs his idea?â My instinct told me Christopher wanted to see Ashton.
âYeah. Iâve the same thought as you.â
âAre you going?â I asked anxiously.
He held my hand and rose at once without answering my question. âLetâs get back to the hotel now.â
We left swiftly through the back door. After ensuring that there were no reporters around, we got into
his car. Joseph sped off at once.
Along the way, both of us were in complete silence. Joseph drove to the nearest hilltop. When the car
stopped, Ashton got out right away and lighted a cigarette as he stood against the barricade.
The hilltop was exceptionally chilly at night. As the headlamps from the car shone on Ashton, his lonely
figure was shrouded by the smoke.
Gazing at him, I whispered to Joseph, âWhen did he find out that his father is still alive?â
âAbout half month two weeks ago. He didnât really sleep well ever since he knew. Madam, he can only
have a good sleep with you by his side.â
My heart sank; The throbbing pain in my heart almost suffocated me.
It was impossible to resolve a twenty-year grudge and faith within a couple of days or even weeks.
Christopher is alive and living a luxury life while Ashton led a life of abhorrence for over twenty years.
His sudden emergence was a great blow, shattering Ashtonâs faith and confidence within seconds. How
could the arrogant Ashton accept it?
Since he cannot save himself, he can only bear with the torment himself, day and night.
Iâm his wife and the person closest to him in this world. I should have known sooner and help him
overcome it. Iâm really ashamed of myself!
Whenever I asked him with concern, he always insisted that I should trust him when he said heâs fine.
Those brief answers reflected his helplessness and struggles in combating his negative emotions. In
my eyes, he was a mighty man who was undefeatable. I really thought he could handle anything. I
didnât realize he lied so I wouldnât worry. How could I be so insensitive and clueless of his sufferings!
I fought to hold the tears that were welling up in my eyes. After I got my sadness under control, I got
out of the car and wrapped by arms around him tightly from behind.
I could feel his body shaking, yet he did not push me away.
âYouâre not alone. Iâm here by your side,â I whispered to him softly so as not to trigger his emotion. âNo
matter what happens, my love for you is forever. I need you; I canât live without you.â
I shuddered as the chilly wind blew into my clothes. Ashton remained silent for a while and tossed his
cigarette away. He stepped on it and turned to wrap his arms around me.
âYouâre the only reason Iâm alive.â
He tightened his arms around me in case I vanished from his life. Burying his head into my hair, he took
a few deep breaths, as if he could regain his courage with my scent.
We held each other tightly for a long time until my hands stiffened from the chilly wind. Ashton finally
cooled himself down and led me back to the car slowly.
Worrying that Christopher hatching a scheme, Ashton sent me back to the hotel first. After that, he
would return to the banquet by himself to keep Christopherâs suspicions at bay.
On the way back to the hotel, he tried his best to summarize his findings of Christopher to me.
Two weeks ago, Ashton caught a glimpse of Christopherâs profile from the picture taken by his men. He
put aside all his plans to mount a full-scale investigation.
Later, he found out that Christopher had secretly changed his name to Nicolas Hall and became a
renowned psychology professor. The new identity didnât offer him wealth, but he gained Billâs favor and
got along with him well. Furthermore, Bill gave him protection and took every precaution to keep
Christopher away from the media.
Ashtonâs men tried to sneak into Christopherâs house for more leads, each of them went missing one
by one. He suspected they were silence after being discovered by Christopher.
His father appeared to be an honorable man. In fact, he was a ruthless man who was good at playing
mind games.
âI went to the Halls personally in my familyâs name. They turned me away.â Ashton narrowed his eyes
and stared out of the window. His dark eyes were glistening with glints of abhorrence.
After being deceived for over two decades, he was desperate to know the truth. However, he did not
even have the chance to see his father in person. That was why he was agitated when he saw
Christopher at the auction.
I furrowed my brows as I pressed my palm on the back of his hand gently. Mustering my courage, I
asked warily, âHow about your mother?â