In Love, Never Say Never (Ashton Fuller and Scarlett Stovall) novel Chapter 87

With the star of the night gone, what followed next was the repercussion.

All eyes seemed to be on me as they started discussing the incident.

“This Mrs. Fuller has always been at odds with Ms. Larson. Since the latter has officially joined the family, Mrs. Fuller probably pushed her due to jealousy.”

“I don’t think so. I have dealt with Mrs. Fuller before on several projects. She is a woman of swift actions and resolute decisions. She knows what she is doing and does them well. She’s not the type to hurt someone on such an occasion.”

“In the end, it’s still a relationship issue between a man and a woman. Didn’t you see Mr. Fuller’s expression just now? He was clearly worried for Ms. Larson. If you were the wife, how would you feel if your husband worries about another woman?”

“True, I guess. Since Ms. Larson has rejoined her family, as a person with power, she might just force Mrs. Fuller to divorce Mr. Fuller in the future.”

“Seems like Mrs. Fuller’s going to have hard life ahead of her.”

I simply stood there and listened to their discussions quietly.

Just then, Joe appeared out of nowhere to cash in on my misery. He had been observing the whole fiasco and was now giddy with excitement. He leaned in and jeered mockingly, “Hey, Scarlett, are you blatantly showing off your jealousy now? But I guess it can’t be helped. After all, Rebecca is far above you in terms of beauty, status, and lineage. She is now definitely worthy of Ashton, as for you…”

He purposely left his sentence unfinished. However, his contempt and disdain toward me were not lost on me, he was clearly implying the whole time that I was not suited to be Ashton’s wife.

Raising my eyes to meet his, I shrugged and smiled, “Yes, it may be outrightly obvious, but compared to your sneaky scheming, I am proud that I had nothing to hide!”

“You…”

Once again, he was beaten at his own game. Overcame by frustration and at a loss of words, Joe could only snort before he walked away.

The guests started to disperse for the night. Having seen the exciting spectacle and dealt with the gossips and talks, I left the hall with my head held high.

John was leisurely sitting on a swing in the courtyard. Upon spotting me approaching from the distance, he smiled at me.

Seeing his face, I blurted out, “I’ve never thought that you actually like real-life dramas.” With that, I walked away.

Everyone was bound to change in their lifetime. Five years ago, John was the type of person who liked to torture his victims directly. Now, it seems that he preferred to indirectly involve his victims in compromising situations.

But when I thought about it, he had always loved to drag out his torture session, so that he could squeeze out every single last wail and scream from his victims.

Stepping outside the villa, I realized that the southern suburbs were far away from the city. As it was a wealthy residential area, there were no taxis available.

In addition, unless given permission, no one could enter here by car. As such, for me to be able to hail a taxi, I would have to walk all the way out of this golf course area.

And that was going to be a long journey by foot.

I took off my high heels and hiked along the asphalt road by the golf course. After a while, a car appeared behind and deliberately followed me at a slow speed.

Without having to guess, I already knew who it was. Instead of stopping, I increased my pace.