Chapter 312
Infuriated, Ashton warned, “Enough.”
But Rebecca prattled on, unafraid of his warning. “My mother wouldn’t have had any chance to attack Scarlett if you had gone to celebrate her birthday. When all is said and done, you only let her go out alone when it’s near her delivery because you don’t love her enough. And that’s why my mother had the chance to attack her. My mother might have been the culprit behind the baby’s death, but you’re her accomplice.”
Rebecca was getting agitated, and she peered at Ashton. “Ash, if you’re staying with Scarlett just because you feel guilty, that’ll just end up hurting her. You know you shouldn’t force relationships. If you’re going to stay together despite the lack of love, both of you are just going to end up hurt.”
Ashton had his back against me, so I couldn’t see his face, but I sneered. “He can and he will. It doesn’t really matter if he and I will be happy together. The most important part here is that you’re not happy, Ms. Larson. That’s all I care about because that makes me happy.”
Hearing my voice, he turned and narrowed his eyes. “You’re done washing up?”
I nodded at him before smirking at Rebecca. “I know people can be rambunctious in the morning. Do you need to release the stress? Should I give you two some spa
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Ashton frowned and his face fell. “Scarlett!” I could hear the warning in his voice.
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I shrugged, not angered in the slightest. “Have fun, you two. I’m going now.”
But before I could go far, Ashton grabbed my hand. “Calm down, okay?”
I pursed my lips in displeasure and was about to retort when he told Rebecca coldly, “Do I need to send you off personally, Ms. Larson?” He was obviously upset.
Rebecca looked pale, and she was tearing up. She opened her mouth to say something, but she shut up after seeing how angry Ashton was. All she did was glare at me and left, holding down her anger.
With that, only Ashton and I were left in the big room. I could see the resignation in his eyes as he looked at me. “How long have you been listening?”
Rebecca nudged closer to Ashton and smiled. “Is that true, Ash?”
Goddamn. I sat down and put my chin on my hand. Bored, I asked, “When did you leave your home, Sally?”
Sally didn’t answer, but Ashton did. “Fifteen.”
I arched my eyebrow. “But your grandpa said he sent you to M Country after your parents’ death when you were five. And you only came back to J City when you’re twenty. Hmm, does that mean you managed to down a whole cauldron of soup when you were only five years old? Whoa, either that cauldron is too small, or you have a big appetite.”
Ashton squinted at me. “I hate pumpkin soup the most.”
What Ashton was implying was that Sally was simply talking nonsense. I shrugged before glancing at Sally, who was going white with the awkwardness. Then I took the food Mrs. Eriksen gave me and handed it to Ashton. “Finish your breakfast fast. We have some business to settle.”
Annoyed and unwilling to see me gloat, Sally looked at Ashton. “Ashton, Rebecca and I will be going to the Fuller Corporation later. Give us a ride, okay?”
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