In Love, Never Say Never (Ashton Fuller and Scarlett Stovall) novel Chapter 91

She smiled and relented. “Okay, then. You can eat when you’re hungry later. Mr. Ashton had a swing built in the courtyard and planted a lot of flowers. Would you like to take a look?”

I knew that she wanted me to relax and get into a better mood. Hence, I squeezed her arm and smiled. “I’m fine, Mrs. Eriksen. I’ll go back to my bedroom to rest. You should take a break too.”

After entering my bedroom, I took out all the clothes in my closet and tossed them onto the bed. Then, I folded them and placed them into a suitcase.

When Ashton came in and saw what I was doing, a frosty look crept into his eyes. “Why are you packing up?”

With my head lowered, I continued folding my clothes and said, “I’m going to stay in Glenwood Apartments for a while.”

He grabbed my hand and stared at me, his fury evident. “Scarlett, what are you doing?”

My heart ached. In the past, I would have heartbreakingly thrown the question back at him. I did not do anything, but why was I the one hurt in the end?

That day, I merely gazed at him calmly. “Ashton, I’m not trying to do anything. I just don’t want that night to happen again.”

After a short pause, I flung his hand away and continued packing my clothes. “We must not commit the same mistake over and over again. Both of us know very well that arguing won’t solve the problem. I know that you don’t love me too. I’ll try to forget the past.”

“What do you mean forget the past?” He scoffed, “Scarlett, what do you want to forget? Me?”

Not knowing why he was so agitated, I sighed and said, “Stop being so hung up on it. I’ll give birth to and raise my baby well. I won’t intervene between you and Rebecca.”

“Scarlett!” He grabbed my hands again. His expression was cold, emanating a hostile aura. “How many times do I have to tell you that there’s nothing between Rebecca and me? Are you leaving so urgently because you’ve already thought of a backup plan?”

I frowned, not wanting to argue with him. “Ashton, do you think that you didn’t do anything wrong at all?”

His face fell. “Do you want me to admit that I’m wrong?”

I was at a loss for words. As he refused to let me pack my clothes, I stood up and walked out of the bedroom without bringing anything along.

Suddenly, he hugged me from behind and slammed the door shut. With a solemn expression, he warned, “I won’t stop you from staying wherever you want. However, you can only do that after you give birth to your child. Before that, you must stay here.”