Chapter 1812 Fake Attempted Suicide
As the car hovered in the air, I laughed like a maniac and said, “Yes, I have gone nuts. To me, losing Ashton is equivalent to losing everything. There is no point in living anymore.”
An intense pressure attacked the car at the very next second, and the airbags got activated. It smashed my head mercilessly.
The car only stopped after it ran into an enormous tree in the forest.
Before I lost consciousness, I heard Nathaniel spewing his threats through gritted teeth. “If you die, I will kill your kids, John, and all of the members of the Stovall and Moore families. Their blood will be on your hands!”
The moment I regained consciousness, I sensed a light so bright that I couldn’t even open my eyes. I thought that morning had rolled by, and the light was the sun, but when I opened my eyes, I saw the familiar chandelier hanging on top.
A-Am I home?
I wanted to figure out where I was, so I scanned the surroundings. I turned around, and that was when I saw a familiar figure standing by the window.
In my annoyance, I turned around to ignore him.
Seconds later, a crisp and clear voice came. “Are you really so angry that you won’t even look at me?”
I frowned. How did he know that I am awake?
“You really are stubborn,” commented Nathaniel.
However, I ignored him and acted as if he was nothing but air.
“I’ll kill Ashton.”
“Don’t you dare!” I blurted those words before I realized that it was all a part of his scheme. Irritation and regret instantly filled me.
Nathaniel smiled in a taunting way before he walked to the side of the bed and stared icily at me. He pointed out, “You’ve died once, so in a way, you don’t owe him anything anymore. You don’t need to love him now.”
I stubbornly replied, “Sorry, but that is not possible.”
“That’s fine. I’ll help you… if you’ll let me, that is,” said Nathaniel, who had suddenly become strangely patient. It seemed like he was worried about triggering me, so he lowered his voice and added, “The scores you gave us earlier no longer count. From now on, I will compete against the Ashton Fuller in your memory and will fight for your heart.”
What is he planning now?
I glared over and was a little suspicious. When I spoke again, I pretended to be upset. “There are no do-overs in life, so why should I give you another shot at this?”
“You will,” insisted Nathaniel and smiled. That smile was so sincere that it looked out of character on him. “Time can erase everything, and I will give you a happy life. Scarlett, if there is any part of you that wishes to move on with your life, please give me another chance. I won’t disappoint you.”
I had to admit that Nathaniel was pretty good at pretending to be Prince Charming. His fake, loving smile oozed with sincerity and anticipation, and he looked like an idiot waiting to be slaughtered. To be honest, he appeared extremely ugly at that moment.
That ugly smile, however, made me see hope. I felt like I could see my reunion with Ashton in that smile.
Thus, I kept staring quietly at him without rejecting his offer.
The prolonged silence answered the question Nathaniel asked me. That got him to smile as though he were a teenager meeting his first love. He hovered beside the bed for a long time before he finally left.
He claimed that he needed to take care of me, so he moved into the Fuller residence.
Since he wasn’t hurt at all, he could stay by my side and tend to my every need.
He was going to help me with every single thing, including something as private as showering, but I was firm in rejecting him. We ended up compromising by having a nurse help me.
I was on bed rest for three days, and Nathaniel would be away for some time every single day. He spent more and more time away as the day went by.
The fifth morning rolled by soon after, and I woke up as I always had. I hadn’t even turned on the lights before I noticed that a man was sitting on the couch.
I assumed that he was Nathaniel, so I didn’t pay much attention to him. Therefore, I turned around and pretended to still be asleep.
It didn’t take long before I felt the mattress sinking down on the other side. The situation made it seem like Nathaniel was trying to take advantage of me, so I slapped his hand away. Then I complained, “I told you that I don’t want to be forced.”
“Letty,” said someone with a deep voice. Ashton!
“Honey,” said Ashton. He held me so tightly in his arms that it was as if he wanted to attach himself to me.
Is this a dream? Tears rolled uncontrollably down my cheeks. At that moment, the only fear I had was that I wouldn’t remember his embrace. Hence, I rested there without moving a muscle.
“You are so silly. How could you have forgotten about our secret? I’m so sorry. I really shouldn’t have told you the truth so soon.”
