In Love, Never Say Never (Ashton Fuller and Scarlett Stovall) novel Chapter 178

Given the size of the table, he had to raise his voice so everyone could hear.

All eyes were on Rebecca for a while. It was awkward, and nobody spoke, but she took it all in stride. Her face was frozen in an elegant smile, yet she did not seem angered.

“You’re surrounded by such upstanding and cultured people, Ms. Stovall,” said Joe. “I’ve barely said a few words, and they’re already engaging with me ad hominem.

“Oh, spare us the fancy accusations! Ad hominem indeed!” sneered Jackson. “You’re Joe Quinn, I assume. Look, if you want to protect her so badly, then just marry her! Stop her from moping around and pining for someone else’s husband like a lovesick puppy.”

“Ah, that’s human nature, isn’t it?” responded Macy. “The grass is always greener on the other side. Forbidden fruit will always taste sweeter if you can’t have it for yourself.”

I was taken aback by the resentment in her eyes when she looked at Jared. Whatever their history was, it seemed to run quite deep.

Ashton’s face sank. “Well, I think pregnant women shouldn’t tarry in such hectic places,” he said mildly. “Let’s all just resume eating.”

Rebecca looked aggrievedly at me, but said nothing.

I massaged my temples. That remark was obviously directed at me. Few knew about Macy’s pregnancy, but my belly was bulging.

“What a bold display of favoritism!” retorted Jackson smugly.

Nick glanced at me with a mild expression. Having also noticed that Jackson had passed over a dish to him, he frowned with some displeasure. “You know that I don’t like fish.”

“You will once you eat it!” Jackson seemed to be in relatively decent spirits. He was constantly pestering Nick to try new things, but his actions seemed ambiguous.

It was odd, considering how it was only a meal.

Jared had initially required to remain in hospital, but he refused to stay there since he was already nearing a complete recovery. To compensate for this, he employed a personal doctor to see to his needs. Macy was much better now so she insisted on being discharged.

Jackson turned around and tossed the car keys at me. “I’m also getting ready to depart for M Country. Please call me any time, should you have any problems.”

Ashton and I had a plane to catch so we went straight back to the villa to pack.

It was ten o’clock at night by the time we reached K City. Someone had been assigned to pick us up from the airport in a black limousine.

Ashton was juggling with the luggage and me when suddenly, a middle-aged man exited the car. In a very respectful tone, he gave Ashton a heartfelt greeting.