He was still as self-righteous as ever after six years.
Is it fun pulling a trick on everyone like this?
I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists as I dashed to the study.
When I opened the door, Ashton wasn’t there.
If we didn’t talk this through tonight, I would have trouble falling asleep, so I decided to confront him.
Suppressing my fury, I went through all the rooms on the second floor, from the guest room to the storeroom. But he was nowhere to be found.
Finally, I went into the bedroom.
The door was wide open, and I scanned the room in the hallway. To my disappointment, the room was empty.
At this moment, a “thump” sounded from behind, and it was the sound of the door shutting.
I turned around and almost bumped into a sturdy “wall.”
Ashton was right in front of me and the distance between the two of us was less than 0.5 centimeters. If we got closer, we could hear each other’s heartbeats.
I pushed him away by reflex. “Mr. Fuller, please watch yourself.”
The man staggered for a few steps before stopping. He looked at me without any expression on his face, while complicated feelings could be seen in his eyes, and it was hard to tell how he felt.
Then, silence followed, as the man said nothing, and that was what I hated the most.
“Why are you not talking?” I spoke in an overbearing manner. “Didn’t you lose your memories? You forgot everyone and only take me as a substitute, right? So why are you getting so close to me?”
Ashton kept silent as he frowned slightly. Staying rooted to his spot, his eyes went dull as he stared at me.
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