Ashton shook his head. He sounded tired as he spoke, “For the past few years, a woman’s figure kept appearing in my dreams every single night. When I tried to take a closer look at her face, a transparent wall would appear, stopping me from getting any closer. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t break the wall. It was only until I met you that I stopped having the same dream, and I could finally sleep well at night.”
At that moment, I couldn’t help but wonder if it was more agonizing to live without memories for six years or being haunted by nightmares while living like a puppet.
Fate had brought us together; nothing could separate us. If either one of us suffered, the other would feel the same as well.
I patted on Ashton’s back and decided to let bygones be bygones. “Let’s forget about it. You should get some sleep now.”
Hearing that, Ashton let go of me.
The next moment, before I had even realized it, the man had carried me in bridal style with my arms instinctively wrapped around his neck the moment he stood up.
As I looked up, my eyes met with his that were full of passion and desire. “W-What are you doing?”
“What do you think I’m doing?” With a calm expression, Ashton spoke up while he carried me into the bedroom, “When you were not around, Nicolas has always tried to set me up with other women.”
This was the first time I heard about it. Nevertheless, I said jokingly, “You’re talking about Thora, huh? Well, I know you. Careerwoman is not your type.”
Ashton halted in his steps. Casting his eyes downward, he stated, “Thora is just one of them. In fact, I would meet those ladies from the prominent families every month.”
Hearing that, I sneered, “It looks like you enjoyed life better when I was not around. I guess I’ve made the wrong decision in coming back.”
Hmph! Men only think with their d*cks!
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