Chapter 1512
When There Is Nothing Left But Love
After a short pause, I continued saying, âJohn, you know how Ashton became what he is today. It is
Nicolas and his wifeâs fault. Over the past twenty years, Ashton has trained himself into living like a tool
for revenge, cold and unfeeling. He ignored me during the past six years because of his parentâs
words.â
Soon, my eyes became watery. I turned to look at Ashton through my teary eyes. âAshton has always
been a hard-headed man who wouldnât compromise for anyone. Or else, he wouldâve married another
woman a long time ago.â
My words brought mirth to Ashtonâs eyes. Feeling pleased, he interlaced his fingers with mine.
John was sick of seeing our physical intimacy. He rose to his feet, looking down at us while voicing his
dissatisfaction, âI donât have the time watching you guys acting lovey-dovey. Anyway, I have asked my
subordinate to investigate the matter. If I receive bad news, Ashton Fuller, donât blame me for not giving
you a chance.â
Hearing that, Ashton turned to face John. âOh, my dear brother-in-law, why are you so angry? I didnât
tell you I was the one sending the letter, did I?â
Johnâs face darkened, his expression demanding an explanation from Ashton.
Meanwhile, Ashton watched as his hand toyed mine, caressing my finger joints. In a casual tone, he
spoke up, âMost of the time, a clever hunter would appear in the form of prey. My subordinate has
indeed visited M Country. However, the purpose of me asking the elders back is to use them as baits
instead of hostages.â
With that, he planted a gentle kiss on the back of my hand, which tickled.
My eyes brightened as Ashton briefly explained his plan to make the mastermind suffer from his own
scheme. If his plan succeeded, we could snare the mastermind and eventually find out about his
identity.
His plan had dispelled Johnâs doubt. Yet, the latter was still pulling a long face, staring at us as if we
were the thorns in his flesh.
Knock! Knock! Just then, the maid knocked on the door.
John said coldly, âCome in.â
The door was being opened, and in came the very maid who was outside the study earlier. The aroma
of coffee permeated the room as she brought in a cup of steaming hot coffee.
She nodded politely at both Ashton and me before asking John, âMr. Stovall, hereâs your coffee as per
your order. Are you going to have it here or in your bedroom?â
âTake it away.â John waved his hand dismissively as he stood up. While making his way toward the
door, he sulked, âHmph! Iâve had enough!â
John left the study, leaving the maid scratching her head while holding the tray with the cup of coffee.
I shook my head at Johnâs childishness. Then, I dismissed the maid, âYou can leave now. John doesnât
need the coffee anymore. Let him have a good nightâs sleep.â
âYes, Mrs. Fuller.â
The maid soon left the study with the coffee.
Since we had finished discussing our plan, all that was left was to meet Nathaniel at his art gallery
tomorrow. Feeling a little sleepy, I decided to head back to the bedroom.
Just as I stood up, Ashton grabbed hold of my wrist. âWhere are you going?â
âTo sleep,â I blurted out. âWe are going to meet a jackal tomorrow. This doesnât only concern John, but
us as well. So, of course we need to sleep well and be prepared.â
Ashton frowned slightly and asked in a pitiful voice, âThen what about me?â
âWhat do you mean?â I asked, feeling confused. The next moment, when I realized what the man was
talking about, my face fell. âYou!â
Ugh! This man is always thinking of getting me into bed with him!
If it werenât for the kids who had probably fallen asleep in our bedroom, I would definitely give Ashton a
payback for what he did in the bedroom earlier.
After collecting myself, I made a face at him and snorted, âHmph! You reminded me that our bed is too
small. Tonight, you should sleep in the guest room.â