When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 391

Chapter 391

Looking at him, I hesitated for a moment before walking over. I sat down beside him and rested my head in his embrace.

Sensing that I was feeling down, he hugged me and asked in a gentle voice, “What’s wrong? Is something bothering you?”

I raised my gaze at him before looking away. The next moment, I reached out to unbuckle his leather belt.

He stopped me suddenly, feeling amused. “Wait, we’re still in the living room. Are you that desperate?”

I pursed my lips in silence before dragging him upstairs.

However, he swept me off my feet and carried me instead.

Sensing something was wrong, he frowned. “What’s wrong?”

As he pinned my hand, I pursed my lips as I didn’t know what to say. After a long while, I looked up at him. “When did you do it?”

He furrowed his brows. “Do what?”

“The vasectomy!”

His expression darkened while his tone grew solemn. “Who told you such a thing?”

My eyes reddened while my voice began to choke. “Did it hurt?”

Staring at me in amusement, he pulled me into his embrace. “It was just a minor surgery. I hardly felt a thing.”

Feeling dejected, I wrapped my arms around his waist. “I’m sorry!”

“The operation went without a hitch. Besides, we already have Summer now and don’t have to think about having children. There’s nothing to be sorry about.”

His voice was warm as he stroked my long silky hair. Lifting my hands to take a sniff, he asked, “What did you eat outside?”

I pursed my lips. “Crayfish. John bought them. I brought back some leftovers. Do you want to have some?”

Staring at me, he ignored my question. “I feel more like eating you now.”

I was stunned as I looked at him. As if by reflex, I got up and headed to the bathroom.

I stood underneath the showerhead and desperately scrubbed every inch of my skin.

Knocking on the bathroom door, Ashton ordered in a deep voice, “Scarlett, come out!”

Pursing my lips, I still felt the sting in my heart. After taking a deep breath, 1 hugged myself and squatted on the ground.

Pursing my lips, I looked at him with widened eyes. “Ashton, when do you have time to reverse your vasectomy?”

He frowned. “Hmm?”

“I did some research and found that a vasectomy is no good for a man’s health. Besides, you’re the only son of the Fullers. If Grandpa finds out, he will turn in his grave!”

I knew he did it for my sake, but this was a price too great for him. No matter how progressive

our thinking might be, we still carried the burden of inheriting and passing down the legacy of our forefathers. Hence, our lives were not solely dictated by our own desires.

If we did not pass down our culture and continue our line, what was the point of us living on this earth?

He reached out and pulled me into his embrace. His body felt unusually hot today, giving me a warm and comfortable feeling. “Scarlett, we don’t have to be altruistic and consider the interest of

others. All you need to do is think for yourself. With regards to having children, why don’t we talk about it again once your body recovers, alright?”

Pursing my lips, I still felt guilty as I lay in his embrace. I mumbled, “It seems my life is becoming more of a mess.”

“As long as you have me, you won’t be lost. So don’t overthink it!” Hugging me, he reassured me with a gentle tone that everything would be alright.

That night, he hugged me to sleep and did nothing else.