When There Is Nothing Left But Love
Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Helen scoffed. “She is merely an ingrate. Dad treated her well over the past few years for nothing.”"Stop it!” Charlie glared at her before he glanced at me helplessly. “It's late. Your grandpa'’s funeral isalready over. Go home now.”

“Thank you, Uncle Charlie,” Both Helen and Charlie were over fifty years old. They didn't have anychildren and lived comfortably on the shares of Fuller Corporation.

Helen could be rather sharp-tongued, but she wasn't a bad person at all. They were a loving couple,envied by many others.

As they walked away, I stood in front of George's grave, still deep in thought. My relationship withAshton would possibly come to an end since Grandpa had passed on.

I'm going to lose him, after all.

“Grandpa, take care. I'll visit you later.” I bowed sincerely before I spun on my heels to leave. In spiteof that, I was momentarily shocked by the sight that greeted me.

When did Ashton arrive?

He was dressed in black, his expression thunderous. He was standing close by and was gazing atGeorge's gravestone sternly. I was unable to sense the thoughts that were running through hismind

At the sight of me, he hurriedly urged, “Let's go.”

Did he come to pick me up?

I stopped him hurriedly just as he was about to leave. “Ashton, Grandpa has passed on. You shouldlet it go. After all, he has sacrificed a lot for you over the years..."

Seeing that his gaze darkened, I trailed off hesitantly.

I expected him to fly into a rage, but he merely turned around and left.

I followed him out of the cemetery. The sky was already dark by now. The driver who had broughtme here had left because Ashton was here.

Left with no other option, I got into Ashton’s car. He started the engine and drove off silently. Iclenched my fingers, wanting to ask him about Rebecca, but when I saw his dark expression Ithought better than to do it.

After a long silence, I couldn't help but ask, “How is Ms. Larson doing?” I didn't push her, but shedid happen to fall in front of my eyes.

The vehicle let out an ear-splitting screech as it came to an abrupt halt. I was thrown forward by theforce of it. Before I could react, Ashton pinned me down and leaned over.

The man was glowering at me icily. Keenly detecting a sense of danger, I recoiled as I soon partedmy lips. “Ashton.”

"How do you want her to be?” he mocked. “Scarlett, do you seriously think that I won't divorce youbecause of the box Grandpa has given you?"

My heart skipped a beat.Did he replace out after merely a few hours? That's fast.

“I didn’t push her.” I met his gaze and held back the bitterness in my heart. “Ashton, I am completelyunaware of the contents inside the box. I wasn't about to use it to threaten you to stay married tome. Since you want a divorce, fine. Let's get one tomorrow.”

The sky was fully dark by now. I could hear the rain splattering outside the window as a heavysilence hung in the air.

Ashton was stunned that I had suddenly agreed to divorce him. After a brief pause, he sneered.“Rebecca is still in the hospital. Are you planning to get a divorce so that you can get awayunscathed?”

"What do you want me to do?” As his beloved was in the hospital, it was evident that he wouldn'tallow me to leave so easily.

“You'll have to take care of her starting tomorrow,” he straightened his back and announced, hisfingers drumming on the steering wheel casually.