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

Chapter 261

Argh! I guess I can’t out-talk him, huh?

“Thanks for the ride home!” I decided to keep my mouth shut and boarded the car as instructed.

He nodded and responded with a poker face.

When we were about to reach the villa, I couldn’t suppress the urge to ask him about the thing that had

been bothering me. “Joseph, where’s your girlfriend?”

“I don’t have one, Mrs. Fuller!”

I nodded and remarked, “Well, I thought so. Otherwise, your girlfriend will have a hard time dealing with

you.”

He took a peek at me for a few seconds before turning around to focus on the road. “Actually, I’m

married.”

I was completely speechless and decided to wrap up our conversation because I was pretty sure I

would get increasingly infuriated if I were to go on.

Once we were back in the villa, I got out of the car as soon as possible and strode my way into the

living room.

I changed into a pair of indoor sandals in the foyer and noticed the light in the living room was switched

on. There was a man in the living room, enjoying his cup of tea as he indulged himself in reading a

book.

“A**hole!” I blurted out the things I had in my mind almost instantly.

He frowned and stared at me silently, but I ignored him and bounced my way up the stairs without any

hesitation.

“Hold it right there, Scarlett!” Ashton broke the silence and raised his volume out of the blue, rendering

me incapable of motion while I was on my way up the stairs.

I turned around and confronted, “What do you want?”

The infuriated man burst out chuckling and asked rhetorically, “What do I want? How dare you raise

your volume against me when you’re the one at fault?”

“Well, I guess you have proven yourself to be right! Is there anything else you want from me?” I glared

at him with my mouth shut tight.

Ashton took a deep breath and announced in a righteous manner, “I’ll turn a blind eye to the incident

that has occurred today, but I want you to stay away from Marcus in the future!”

“You’re ridiculous! I have to work, for goodness’ sake! Marcus was merely drunk!” Halfway through my

reply, I avoided his gaze due to the sense of guilt I felt.

He rushed over and grasped my wrist because he couldn’t hold back his anger anymore. “Scarlett,

what does it take to get you to stay away from him?”

I raised my head and looked at him in the eyes because he was frustrated for real. “Fine! I’ll try to stay

away from him in the future. I’m conscious of the things I’m doing, okay? You have been getting in

touch with Rebecca while nothing’s going on between Marcus and me! Don’t you think you’re being

unreasonable?”

It was a habit of mine to bring up Rebecca whenever we were involved in a conflict. I knew nothing was

going on between the duo, but I couldn’t resist the urge to provoke him whenever I had the chance.

His expression turned gloomy all of a sudden. “Which part of me is being unreasonable? Besides, what

makes you think something’s going on between Rebecca and me? Scarlett, who the hell do you think

you are?”

Judging by his expression, I knew I had to bring the conversation to a halt. Otherwise, things would

spiral out of control soon.

I assured Ashton, “I’m so sorry, okay? I’ll definitely stay away from Marcus in the future. I promise you I

won’t get anywhere near him anymore!”

He narrowed his eyes because he was confused by my sudden change of attitude. “Scarlett, are you

keeping something from me?”

Argh! Why would I apologize and give in to his request when I hadn’t done anything wrong? Actually,

what does he want? I can’t seem to talk any sense into him at all! I have done everything he wants, yet

he isn’t going to let me off the hook at all!

I took a deep breath and forced a smile. “Ashton, I have told you the things I have in mind! It’s up to

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As soon as I finished my sentence, I brought myself upstairs because I couldn’t take it anymore-if the

conversation went on any longer, I might pass out due to frustration.

To my surprise, he grasped my wrist and stopped me once again.

“Ashton, what the heck do you want?” I turned around and confronted him because I couldn’t suppress

my wrath anymore.

He finally returned to his calm and collected self as he requested, “Calm down, Scarlett. Let’s head

upstairs after we get ourselves something to eat, okay? I’m hungry. Can you please make me

something to eat?”

Perhaps he had just reached J City. Therefore, his housekeepers and maids weren’t around in the

night. This time, it was my turn to express my discontent. I yelled, “Can’t you make yourself something

to eat? Why does it have to be me!”

Ashton had his lips pursed in an aggrieved manner while he showed me his hands. “I’ve accidentally

hurt my hands during the fight.”

What kind of excuse is that? I thought I was hearing things when I heard the absurd reply from him. If I

hadn’t witnessed the fight he had with Marcus, I would have fallen for his words for real!

He was merely faintly bruised. I guessed he must have accidentally hurt himself when he got all worked

up during the fight.

“Ashton, have you no shame at all?” He had the audacity to put on an innocent front when he was the

aggressive one who had caused the uproar.

Ashton leaned over and peered into my eyes, asking rhetorically in return, “Don’t you know me better

than others? Anyway, I’m really hungry because I haven’t had anything throughout the entire night.”

At that point in time, I was startled by his response because he seemed to be a needy man instead of

his usual egoistic self.

I couldn’t be sure if it were a hallucination, but I walked into the kitchen to make him something to eat

as requested nonetheless.

There were a lot of fresh ingredients that had been prepared by the maids in advance.

Truth be told, I wasn’t a great cook either. I diced a little garlic and started preparing a simple Spaghetti

Aglio E Olio from scratch.

“Are you going to make me some spaghetti?” Leaning against the wall while crossing his arms, Ashton

stared at me wide-eyed and asked when he saw the ingredients I had with me.

“Mm-hmm!” Since there wasn’t anything else I could prepare apart from spaghetti.

“Is this how you’re supposed to treat your husband?”

Halfway through my preparation, I turned off the stove and glared at Ashton. “If that’s the case, you can

always get yourself something else to eat. Why don’t you get someone else to deliver you a fancy

meal?”

Startled, he quickly blocked me and touched my nose. “Actually, I don’t mind at all. Spaghetti sounds

great.”

The irritating man finally stopped getting in my way.

I was completely worn out after I finished making his food.

Immediately after I served him his meal, I returned to the bedroom and fell asleep after I carried out my

bedtime routine.

I got irritated in the middle of the night because the buzzing phone roused me from my wonderful sleep.

By the time I opened my eyes, Ashton had picked it up.

He leaned over and ran his fingers through my unkempt hair, asking gently, “Did I wake you up?”