In Love, Never Say Never (Ashton Fuller and Scarlett Stovall) novel Chapter 1836

Chapter 1836 We Meet Again

The alcohol had probably gone to Nathaniel’s head, for his voice turned increasingly softer. Leaning back against the couch, he slowly closed his eyes.

Watching as his chest rose and fell, the urge to end him right then and there abruptly seized me.

As long as he’s dead, no one will keep targeting Ashton anymore.

But in the next instant, I realized that it wasn’t feasible.

Regardless of whether it’s Ramona or Mr. Jensen, they both hold affection toward him. Thus, they won’t stand idly by if he dies. If I want eternal peace, the only way is to take them all down.

While I was lost in my thoughts, Nathaniel’s voice sounded out of the blue. “Are you thinking of killing me again?”

“Yeah, I’d love to skin you alive so that you’ll wish for death!”

“That’s good. Having you hate me is better than you treating me as though I don’t exist.” Not in the mood to listen to his twisted logic, I huffily stood up and went back to my room upstairs.

At breakfast the next day, Nathaniel’s appearance had reverted to its usual noble and elegant look. He sat at the dining table silently like a stately prince, but the bruises on his face and mouth proved his pathetic state the night before.

As he said, I merely treated him like thin air, so I didn’t spare him a single glance though we sat at the same table.

“What do you want to do today?” Nathaniel queried.

I didn’t answer him but continued eating the food on my plate quietly.

When Nathaniel didn’t receive any response from me, he lifted his head and glanced at me. Then, he commented placidly, “You’ll understand in the future that everything I do is for your good. No one knows where Freja has fled. With my men here, they can keep an eye on you wherever you go. At least, the incident back then wouldn’t happen again.”

That had me so livid that I slammed my cutlery down with a bang. “Don’t attempt to brainwash me with your absurd reasoning! Is it not enough to monitor me at home that they’re to follow me whenever I go out? Can I not even have some peace? Just take a knife and slit my throat then! The end result is the same anyway!”