When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 809

After chatting for a bit, the child started getting sleepy since she would always go to bed on time. When I heard her yawning, I urged, “Summer, it’s getting late. Let’s talk tomorrow, alright?”

She nodded in agreement and spoke softly, “Mommy, I’ll sleep now and call you tomorrow. You should go home earlier, and don’t stay up too late. It’s not good for your health.”

“Alright. Goodnight!” Hearing that, I felt warm in my heart as I nodded and smiled.

After hanging up, I stared blankly at my phone. When one reached a certain age, they would have to make some decisions. Most people would find a place for themselves, be it having a home, relatives, or friends.

Ashton and Rebecca came back just then, and they seemed to be in a good mood. The two of them had some stuff in their hands. Noticing I was lost in a daze, the man handed me the candy floss he was holding and said, “Try them.”

I wasn’t interested in sweet food, so I took a small bite and said indifferently, “It’s too sweet. It’s getting late, so we should head back now.”

With that, I headed directly toward the hotel while they followed me. On the way back, none of us said a thing.

By the time we reached the hotel, it was almost past midnight. Getting our key cards from the counter, I handed Ashton his key card before announcing, “Nora is staying in the same room with me, so here’s yours.” I didn’t want to talk much, as I was overwhelmed by fatigue.

After shoving the room card into his hand, I entered the lift and went to my room.

Right when I had just opened the door, a figure entered my room before me. It was Ashton. He switched on the lights and scanned the surroundings. Raising a brow, he looked at me and asked, “Are you tired? Is that why you don’t want to stay in the same room with me?”

I knitted my brows, fighting the urge to fall asleep that second. “You think too much. I’ve literally been staying with Nora for this whole time. It’s just that she didn’t come back tonight.”

Reluctant to drag on the conversation, I quickly changed into comfortable sleepwear and got ready to wash up. The man closed the door and hugged me from behind while placing his chin on my shoulder. “Are you mad?”

I shook my head and denied, “No. I’m just too tired.” I was so exhausted that I didn’t even feel like getting mad.

Slowly, he pulled me close and sat on the bed. Wrapping his hands around my waist, he placed me on his thighs. “Do you feel better this way?”

I leaned on his shoulder and finally let out my frustration. “Ashton, you failed as a husband today.”

I didn’t wish to fight with him. However, bottling up my frustrations and feelings made me feel suffocated, so I decided to just let it out.

The man hugged me tightly and lowered his voice. “Why?”