When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 1722

I could no longer hold back my emotion as I bawled my eyes out, hugging her. “John has lost his right arm forever. The doctor says it can’t be cured! It’s all my fault!”

Maybe, only when we see our beloved getting hurt and humiliated do we realize how useless we are.

The most helpless part of a human, besides love, is life and death. I failed to give my love when he needed it. And now, I even caused him to lose an arm. What a useless sister I am!

The next moment, Ashton showed up. I was never so disappointed and upset with him. I stopped crying instantly and treated him indifferently. “What are you doing here?”

Before he could respond, I spoke again, “Are you here to laugh at us on behalf of Nathaniel? If that’s so, congratulations. You succeeded. Now, please get out of my sight.”

I had been trying to rescue him from the hand of the devil countless times. Yet, now I was pushing him away from my life. My heart was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

I was left with no choice as I could not stand his indifference anymore, especially when John was still unconscious.

At that moment, I hated everyone in this world, including myself. In my heart, it felt like John was the only innocent person on this earth.

Ashton did not bother my attitude as he uttered gently. “He acted too harshly.”

“What do you mean?” Overwhelmed with emotions, I was utterly upset with Ashton’s inconsiderate comment. Without hesitation, I rebuked with an aggressive tone. “Do you mean John deserves to be beaten up?”

Ashton bit his lip and did not reply to me while Emery tried to ease the tension. “Scarlett, please calm down.”

“How could I possibly calm down after what happened?” At that instant, desperation filled my heart as I felt no one could understand how devastated I was. I knew I should not cast harsh words toward Ashton to release my anger, but I could not act as if nothing had happened.

I let out a desperate laugh. “So, do you mean that I should be grateful that John is not dead? Should I thank you and Nathaniel for ruining my husband and my daughter? And is it out of mercy too that you’ve only broken one of John’s arms?

Ashton did not rebuke as he uttered indifferently, “You need to rest.”

He turned to Emery and instructed, “Please take care of her.”

Upon saying that, he turned and left abruptly.

Losing my calm, I rushed toward him. “Stop right there! We’re not done talking here! You bast*rd!”

Emery immediately stopped me from running after Ashton. As Ashton’s figure disappeared coldly into the elevator, I fell decadently on the bench in the corridor, sobbing desperately.