I chanced a peek at the woman and boy. I didn’t know how to break the awkward silence, so I said to Ashton instead, “Please wait a while for me. I won’t take long since I don’t have much stuff here.”
As I turned on my heel to head upstairs, Marcus grabbed my wrist. “You’re moving out?”
Ashton ripped Marcus’ hand from my wrist before the latter could react. “Do you expect her to continue staying here and watch the three of you play a happy family?”
Ashton purposely nudged me to the sides, then stood in front of me, creating a barrier between Marcus and I. The former met Marcus’ eyes arrogantly. “You better get your facts straight. She’s now my woman.”
His curt words angered Marcus. “It has been many years, but the way you speak still irritates many.”
I noticed Marcus’ clenched fists by his sides.
The situation was about to lose control, so I quickly dragged Ashton upstairs. “There’s some heavy stuff I need your help with.”
Fortunately, Marcus didn’t follow us.
I released Ashton’s arm once upstairs and headed towards my bedroom. “I really don’t understand. Why do you have such an immense animosity towards Marcus?”
“You should ask him this question instead,” Ashton answered indifferently as he gave the room a quick scan.
After helping me pack my stuff for a while, he continued, “Does Marcus sleep here with you?”
I nonchalantly replied as I folded my clothes, “His bedroom is right next door.”
Ashton continued packing in silence after that.
As I pulled my luggage towards Ashton’s villa located opposite the villa I was currently in, the man snatched it away from me.
“Is it not this house?” I pointed at the villa where Ashton had recently moved in.
“It’s too old. I couldn’t get used to living there.”
He passed my luggage to the chauffeur, who then placed it in the trunk.
What more can I say?
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