Torn Between Love and Hate novel Chapter 189

Chapter 189 Approaching Death 

Ashton couldn’t help but think that during the three years Deborah and Joseph had been together, there were countless things that could have happened between them. 

Speaking of which, perhaps the two of them kissing like this doesn’t really amount to much. 

He had thought about these things before. 

But now, seeing it with my own eyes through the car window, I still feel a deep pain in my heart. 

For the first time, he felt so clearly and profoundly that Deborah truly didn’t belong to him anymore, and she had nothing to do with him. 

She was close to Joseph, kissing him, doing anything, and it was no longer Ashton’s place to say a word. 

Outside the mall, on the bustling square, heavy snowflakes danced in the air as people came and went. Many people glanced over at Joseph and Deborah, their eyes filled with either surprise or admiration. 

Ashton felt the chill inside his body, creeping back into his bones. 

It’s been three years; he should have accepted this reality by now. 

Deborah had long since ceased to belong to him. 

Ashton stood there, staring blankly, forgetting to move and even to leave. 

After an unknown amount of time had passed, Deborah and Joseph, who had been standing in the distance, had long 

since left. 

Ashton was still sitting in the car, with no air conditioning turned on, making his whole body stiff and numb. 

The snow outside fell and stopped intermittently, and in the blink of an eye, it was approaching midnight. There was not a single person left outside the shopping mall. 

Ashton finally started the car and drove away, heading back to the hospital. 

The car came to a stop outside the hospital building. As soon as he got out, he could no longer bear it. His stomach churned like a stormy sea, and his throat burned with searing pain.. 

He hurried to the trash can, letting out a series of rapid, intense coughs. 

Coughing up blood mixed with vomit, it all ended up in the trash can. 

Not far away, a bodyguard hurriedly ran over. 

“Sir, how come you’re here? Old Mr. Mullen and Ms. Moxley have been searching for you everywhere for quite a while 

now.” 

Ashton remained silent, continuing to vomit as if trying to empty his stomach of everything inside. 

The bodyguard noticed something was off with him, so he called Hector and then anxiously summoned the medical 

staff to come over. 

After coughing and spitting, Ashton didn’t bother himself any further. 

After returning to the ward, I cooperated with the medical staff’s inquiries and participated in the examinations. 

After Hector hurried over, he scolded him. 

Ashton lay in bed, not uttering another word. 

Hector’s anger had subsided, and seeing his silent demeanor, he couldn’t help but feel worried. 

“Where on earth have you been?” 

Ashton didn’t reply. 

Hector was almost frantic, “Did you go looking for Deborah?” 

Ashton finally showed some reaction, his dark and dull eyes staring straight at Hector. 

His voice was cold and clear. “Nothing I do has anything to do with her. Don’t mention her in front of me again.” 

Hector gritted his teeth in anger, “Irrelevant? Ha, irrelevant? My biggest regret is that when she was young, she schemed her way into your bed, and I was too kind-hearted to stop you from marrying her. It was a huge mistake, and it ruined your life!” 

Rebecca stood by, watching Ashton’s pale and haggard face, feeling quite indignant. 

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“Stop pretending, you went to see her, didn’t you? What happened, did she say something to upset you? You’re having such a strong reaction.” 

Ashton closed his eyes, not wanting to say another word. “You all can leave now.” 

Rebecca turned around with a calm expression and left the ward, “If you won’t tell me, I’ll go ask her myself. You must have been provoked by her!” 

Rebecca didn’t know that Deborah had already raken Alyssa away from Moxley Manor. 

At this point, it was already midnight, and she drove straight back to Moxley Manor. 

Ashton went out for a bit and when he returned to the ward, he looked half-dead. 

Besides Deborah, who else could it be? 

His current situation was such that each additional provocation brought him one step closer to death. 

Rebecca stormed back to Moxley Manor, went straight upstairs, and knocked on Alyssa’s bedroom door. 

“Deborah, come out!” 

There was no response from within. 

Rebecca thought Deborah was pretending not to hear, so she knocked on the door even louder. 

“What do you mean? Are you really in a hurry for him to die?” 

There was still no movement in the bedroom, but a bedroom door next to it opened. 

Steven came out, looking drowsy and exhausted, with a hint of displeasure on his face. 

“What are you doing? It’s already midnight!” 

Rebecca quickly pulled her hand back, looking somewhat embarrassed. “Steven, you’re back” 

However, he had just walked out of Adrian’s bedroom. How could that be? 

Steven spoke softly, “Hmm, I’ll be back in the evening. What’s the matter? You seem so anxious and flustered Did something happen?” 

Rebecca hesitated before saying, “It’s nothing serious, I just want to have a chat with Deborah.”