When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 880

I burst out laughing and typed back a reply: Ok. I’ll definitely keep an eye on him for you.

Ashton raised a brow at me when he heard me laugh. “What’s gotten you in such a good mood?”

After sending the message, I explained, “It’s Nora. She said Armond is in Moranta, and she wants me to keep an eye on him. She said that she’d fly right over and kill him herself if he messes around with other women.”

Ashton abruptly hit the brakes, causing the car to screech to a halt. Then, he snapped his head toward me. “Armond is in Moranta? Since when?”

Seeing the grave expression on his face, a sense of foreboding filled me. “Nora messaged me last night, so he probably arrived yesterday.”

Ashton’s brows drew together. Then, he put the car in drive and was about to turn the car around.

Having no idea about what was going on, I peered at him with concern lining my features. “What’s wrong? Did something happen?”

Boom! Suddenly, there was a muffled noise. Before I could understand what was happening, Ashton’s expression turned grim. He was initially going to make a U-turn, but the car lurched forward right then.

“Ashton…” I barely got one word out when the car swerved violently, making me feel like I was about to be thrown out at any second.

Glimpsing the solemn and anxious look on Ashton’s face, I suddenly realized that the situation might be more serious than I thought.

Ashton kept ramming the brakes, but the car went out of control and abruptly veered off course.

Realizing that the car was about to crash into an obstruction ahead, Ashton turned the steering wheel with all his might in an attempt to avoid it, but it turned out to be useless as the car still collided into the concrete wall.

The impact was so strong that I nearly flew out of my seat. When the ringing in my ears finally stopped and I regained my bearings, I looked at Ashton and saw blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Half of his body was hit by slabs of concrete, and he was injured.

“Ashton! Ashton!” I twisted my body and leaned toward him, reaching out to touch him as I called out his name several times. Finally, he opened his eyes and looked at me. In a weak voice, he urged, “Go, quick. Find Holden. He can save me.”