When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 362

Chapter 362

I froze and shook my head slowly. “No, everything’s fine

He frowned. “Kid, you become one with your spouse the moment you exchange wedding rings. You have to treat all your future problems with the same attitude. Disagreements are common since you’re both young and have your own personality and opinions, so naturally, you’ll do things your own way. But that’s all part of the relationship. You can’t think of splitting up just because of an argument. Getting married isn’t a game. You can’t quit whenever you feel like it. Ashton is a genius when it comes to business, but he’s not perfect. I can see how much he cares about you.”

I nodded, understanding where he came from. “How’s the Moore family doing, Dad?”

He smiled helplessly when I suddenly changed the topic. “As long as Zachary stays quiet, you’ll be fine. It’s kind of strange how quiet the Moore family has been since what happened last night. Apart from just keeping the media silent, they didn’t do anything to you.”

I pressed my lips together tightly. The Moore family’s non-action was rather confusing and I couldn’t help but wonder if they were planning to do something even worse.

After chatting to Louis for a while, I stopped by the Baumans that afternoon to visit Sophia and Anthony.

It was rather late when I got back to the villa, but surprisingly, Ashton was reading in the living room.

Since we wouldn’t argue if we weren’t talking, I went upstairs straightaway. In Mrs. Eriksen’s absence, the house felt as empty as a ghost town.

“Since you’ve visited Mr. and Mrs. Bauman, are you going to stop by the graveyard to visit the rest of them tomorrow?” Ashton said suddenly in a cold voice.

I curled my lip. Rather than get angry, I just replied, “I guess Mr. Fuller really likes sticking his nose into others’ business.”

I knew he arranged for me to have bodyguards but I hadn’t imagined that he would send people to stalk me 24/7.

He put his book down and leaned his arm against the sofa as he looked at me frostily. “Have you prepared anything for that visit? I don’t think there’s a lot you can bring to dead people though.”

I frowned. He was being way too cynical at this point. “Ashton, I’m minding my own business so I hope you can stick to minding your own too.”

I wasn’t in the mood to argue with him, nor did I think we had to.