Torn Between Love and Hate novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125 She Doesn’t Die 

Joseph walked straight over and sat down on the sofa opposite Ashton. 

Joseph looked indifferent without giving Ashton a glance. 

“Just go straight to the point. I’m very busy and don’t have time to talk nonsense with you.” 

While speaking, Joseph thought of something, covered the palm of his right hand with his left hand, and took off the 

diamond ring on his ring finger calmly. 

For some reason, Ashton couldn’t help but glance at the door of the private room. 

On second thought, he didn’t think Joseph would bring someone here. 

Joseph put away the ring and then took a glimpse at Ashton opposite. 

He was a bit surprised. 

Ashton’s tone was calm, and Joseph thought someone as cold as Ashton might have long moved on from the pain of losing Deborah as it had been three years. 

Unexpectedly, Ashton looked a little unrecognizable. 

He grew visibly thinner and haggard, no longer as high-spirited as he was before. 

Ashton stared at Joseph with dim eyes and said, “It’s nothing else. I sincerely mean to take over Jingron Design and offer a high price of 2 billion dollars. Mr. Black, why are you still displeased?” 

Joseph sneered impatiently, “You came so far just to say such nonsense to me? 1 don’t want to sell my things to you, 

for no reason.” 

Ashton said with a smile, “Oh, is there no other reason? Mr. Black, as far as I know, you’re interest-oriented. There’s no reason not to make easy money, right?” 

Joseph looked sideways at him with utter disgust in his eyes. “Ashton, don’t try to beat about the bush. Well, are you still fantasizing about Deborah coming back from the dead and being hidden by others, hidden by me?” 

Ashton’s body froze obviously, and after his thought was seen through, the smile on his face finally faded. 

Joseph said coldly, “You spent so much money in acquiring so many design companies just to show how affectionate you are. Drop the act in front of me. It’s disgusting. I’d rather throw or donate my thing than sell them to you.” 

Ashton sat there with a lump in his throat, unable to speak a word. 

Over the years, he told herself and forced him to believe that Deborah was gone and lost. 

So he was going to get her back, and he convinced himself that she was in a design studio somewhere, and that was the job she loved. 

No one would ever expose his self-deception. He just deceived himself like this, ignoring Deborah’s body, ignoring Deborah’s ashes, and looking for Deborah for three years. 

Until now, he realized that he had deceived himself too much, thinking that Deborah must have run away with Joseph. 

So he came to Oceanview City to ask for her from Joseph. 

He deceived himself to forget that Deborah was dead. 

When she died in front of his eyes that day, he asked Rodger to personally carry out an autopsy on her and identified 

62.16% 

her DNA 

The post-mortem revealed that the body belonged to Deborals. 

But he still didn’t believe it. 

Ashton believed that Rodger was lying to him and helping Deborah escape. 

So Jett said to him, “Mr. Mullen, how about getting another coroner to do the test?” 

Ashton refused without thinking about it, “No, forget it. Anyway, this corpse doesn’t belong to Deborah. It doesn’t.” 

He quickly had the body cremated and scattered the ashes into the sea. 

When he returned home, he claimed that Deborah had disappeared and started looking for Deborah all over the world. 

The reason why he didn’t give up managing the Mullen Group was that he needed to carn money and power. 

Only in this way could we continue to acquire design companies, throw money, and try every possible means to find 

Deborah. 

He was trying to find someone who could never exist again. 

Joseph got up directly and said, “Ashton, you are ridiculous. I have made it clear what should be said, and I think we 

should have nothing to talk about.” 

He walked outside, and behind him, Ashton got up and called him, “If Deborah really died, why don’t you feel sad? 

“You seem to have been doing well in the past few years. Deborah passed away three years ago, and you left decisively without caring about her body or her mother’s funeral.” 

Joseph suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned around. 

He seemed to be at the limit of his patience, and suddenly approached with a few steps, and punched Ashton hard in 

the face. 

Ashton was obviously in a trance now, slower in reaction. 

When the punch hit his face, he didn’t react at all. He staggered and sat back on the sofa. 

Joseph gritted his teeth and said, “Because I’m not interested. It’s meaningless to snatch a dead body from you! 

“Deborah is dead, Ashton, when she was alive, you had her for your own, and when she died, you snatched her body away. What qualifications do you have to ask her from me?”