When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 369

Chapter 369

I felt his body stiffen up. Without allowing him respite for a response, I continued. “When I got married to you, I thought the world of you, like the prince that every girl deserves. It was a blessing, and I will always treasure what we have. That is why I have made my peace with whatever you did with Rebecca all those years ago. I thought that if I were by your side long enough, you would be able to see the good in me and treat me better. But it’s been three years.”

“Yes, you’re attentive to me now. But let’s be realistic. This feels worse than when you ignored me. I’m so tired of this. Whenever I think of you, all I could think of is to escape. The love I have for you is nowhere near enough to keep me going down this path with you. For that, and everything else, I am sorry.”

The atmosphere in the room was cold with solitude. He didn’t speak. The silence was desolate.

After a long while, he spoke. “What would you like me to do to make you stay?” he asked quietly.

I was momentarily startled and didn’t know what to say.

Taking advantage of the moment, he flipped me around so that we were face to face. “Scarlett, I’m trying very hard to save our marriage here. Tell me, what do you want?”

We locked eyes again. I felt exhausted and closed my eyes. I didn’t feel at all like replying.

Yes, the problem was with me. I was crazy. I didn’t know how to tell him what was wrong with me, because whenever we ran into the tiniest of obstacles, we would fight like cats and dogs until both of us were drained.

I knew that divorce wasn’t the solution, but I really didn’t know what is.

“Ashton, I.

“I know. Whatever you want to do in the future, just let me know ahead of time. You can go on managing affairs of the White family, just don’t get yourself in too deep. Other than that, you can do whatever you like. We’ll have better days ahead. Stay with me, Scarlett, will you?”

I never knew he was capable of speaking with me this calmly. His tone was full of pleading and compromise.

As if from the start, our thoughts had been different. I wanted to run whereas he wanted to stay and fix things

I didn’t speak; I felt awful. It was a restless night. Perhaps because I was mentally occupied, or maybe I felt lost.

I awoke naturally the next day. Upon opening my eyes, I found Ashton looking at me with a smile on his face.

“What is it?” I asked, started.

“Have you thought about it?” Ashton lowered his gaze, his eyes dark as a stormy sea.

I felt strange.