In Love, Never Say Never (Ashton Fuller and Scarlett Stovall) novel Chapter 333

Joe stared at me. It seemed like his emotions were well-controlled as he asked, “Only a murder’s death can compensate for their victim’s death. Have you thought about what you’ll do now?”

Raising my gaze, I noticed the hidden malice in his frosty stare. “I thought you liked her back then, now I’m not so sure anymore. She’s still in there being operated on and you’re already saying that she’s dead.”

My words stunned him. By the time he parted his lips to speak, I had already lost interest in arguing with him.

I stood up and left for the washrooms. As I passed the door to the stairway, my feet couldn’t help but slow down. Ashton and Jared were smoking behind the door.

However, it was obvious that the two of them wanted to speak in private. Smoking was an excuse to do so.

My feet halted a distance away, not going any closer. I heard Jared’s unfriendly voice as it echoed from behind the door, “Do you regret it?”

A cigarette sat between Ashton’s slender fingers. He spoke unemotionally, “There’s nothing to regret.”

This prompted a laugh from Jared. “What if Rebecca dies? What will you do then?”

“Compensate them,” Ashton spat. The word came out blatantly.

Jared sniggered, “You’d let both of the women who love you die? So having one dead isn’t enough for you? What a bold thought.”

Hearing this, I no longer cared about what they were saying. I shouldn’t have listened to their conversation in the first place. I already knew how this story would end. Yet, my brain insisted on confirming his thoughts and feelings again, even if it only brought more sorrow to me.

I left directly for the washroom. By the time I came out, Rebecca had been transferred to the general ward.

Once the effects of the anesthetic wore off, Rebecca awoke. All color had drained from her face as she shifted sluggishly on the hospital bed.

Seeing Cameron and Zachary, her lips parted slowly. She rasped, “Mom? Dad? Why am I here?”

Cameron held her hand and explained that she had gotten hurt, that Ashton had rushed her to the hospital.

Rebecca stilled in a blur, probably struggling to recall what had happened earlier.

She looked around, taking in the hospital ward’s surroundings. Then, her gaze landed on Ashton. Her eyes tinted red as she cried out with a grating voice, “A-ash, it hurts!”

Plump teardrops glided down her face. Feeling pitiful and wronged, she reached out to pull Ashton closer. As she moved, the wound started to rip. It made a long and painful-sounding hiss.

Ashton reacted immediately, rushing up to support her lower back. His eyelids lowered slightly as he ushered her to stop. “You just had surgery. Don’t overwork your body with big and fast movements!”

Rebecca latched tightly onto him. She shot a fierce glare my way and claimed, “It was Scarlett, Ash! She’s out to kill me. This woman is terrifying and wicked. You can’t be with her!”

“Go away!” She pointed a spiteful finger at me and shrilled, “I don’t want you here. And I don’t want you in my sight at all. Leave!”

I watched her with a blank stare and my lips pursed uncomfortably. Seeing her lean into Ashton’s chest, a sharp, growing pain prickled in my chest.