When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 198

Chapter 198

Since I was pregnant and couldn’t consume alcohol, I raised my teacup and toasted Benjamin. “Benjamin, I wish you a happy birthday. May God bless you always!”

My words brought a smile to his face. “Thank you for your blessing. May God bless everyone! Cheers!”

Throughout the meal, except Marcus, who was apathetic as before, everyone greatly enjoyed themselves.

In the end, Benjamin was drunk, so Sally took him upstairs to rest in the bedroom. In the meantime, Ashton played chess with Marcus while waiting for the cake cutting session.

I had eaten a little too much just now, so I decided to take a walk in the yard. Ashton was attentive enough in asking a housemaid to accompany me.

The Whites’ villa had a huge yard, which was home to a diverse range of flora. I got tired after a while and decided to take a seat on a nearby granite bench.

Just then, the housemaid advised, “Mrs. Fuller, it’s rather cold outside in the evening. Why don’t we head to the pavilion? It’s more comfortable to rest there as it is equipped with a cushioned hammock.”

I nodded my agreement. Reclining in the hammock, as the housemaid suggested, it was indeed more comfortable. The oscillation of the hammock made me drowsy, but I was trying to take the edge off sleepiness.

Right then, I heard the housemaid’s voice. “Mrs. Fuller, feel free to take a nap. Mr. Fuller asked me to look after you while you’re asleep. Don’t worry. We regularly put snake repellent in the yard.”

I nodded blankly. “Thanks.”

Ever since I got frightened by the snake last time, I didn’t dare to stay long in the yard. Yet, I never expected Ashton would take notice of my fear.

As I cast my worries away, the soothing evening breeze slowly lulled me into a deep slumber.

When I woke up, I realized it was nighttime, and the pavilion was dimly lit. In my half-awake state, I saw a tall figure standing before me.

Thinking it was Ashton, I buried my head in the pillow, grumbling in a muffled voice, *Ashton, my back aches a lot. I think it must be a boy because he’s so uncaring, like you.” Experiencing mild stomach pain and cramps, I closed my eyes to rest.

Receiving no response from him, I requested, “Help me massage my leg. It hurts.”

“Alright.” He agreed and then laid his fingers on my leg.

It suddenly dawned on me that that voice was not of Ashton’s.

The next moment, when I opened my eyes to see Marcus’s face, I quickly retracted my legs to back away from his touch.

It took me a second to understand that “Snowball” was referring to the mastiff. My lips twitched upon realizing that his black mastiff was named “Snowball”. His brain sure works differently from normal people.