I knew that he was upset, so I bade goodbye to Macy softly as I walked toward him. Lowering my head, I expressed my gratitude. “Thank you!”
Ashton merely glanced at me as his expression turned thunderous. “Get into the car!” he ordered.
I entered the car obediently.
On the way back home, I received a text from Macy informing me that she was back home safely. Hence, I replied and texted her: Good night!
Looking out the car window, I realized that we were almost back home. The man was still as cool as ever. If he refused to say a word, I would remain silent too.
At long last, the vehicle came to a stop in front of the villa. He alighted the car as he soon made his way inside. I trailed along behind him as I explained, “Ashton, I thought that you were drunk. That is why I called Dr. Crest. I didn’t mean anything else.”
My explanation was possibly feeble, but I still spoke up even though I knew that he wouldn’t care.
Suddenly, he came to a stop as he narrowed his gaze at me. “Anything else? Do you seriously think Jared likes you?”
I was at a loss for words.
He’s right. Jared is Ashton’s friend. I am also Ashton’s wife. Even if I weren’t married to him, Jared wouldn’t like me.
I knew that Ashton treated me like dirt. If it weren’t for George’s help, I wouldn’t even get to meet Ashton, let alone marry him.
Seeing that I had kept silent, Ashton glared at me as he stomped upstairs.
All of a sudden, he came to a stop, looking as though something had just occurred to him. Looking back, he ordered, “Buy some supper for me at Granger’s.”
I was stunned. Why didn’t he say so on the way back? Granger’s was on the opposite end of town. Besides, it was already midnight. Was he telling me to travel across town to buy breakfast for him?
“Do you need it by today? It’s already midnight! Wouldn’t the shop be closed?”
“It’s open 24/7!” came his reply. He headed upstairs immediately.
He doesn’t want supper. He wants to torture me.
After all, I owed him one. I headed out of the villa as I prepared to leave.
It was the rainy season, so the air was moist. It seemed like it would rain soon. I wanted to drive Ashton’s Jeep, but he had brought the keys upstairs with him. Seeing as such, I walked to the garage and drove another vehicle with a lower base.
At one in the morning, I drove across town to buy supper. I was secretly pleased because it hadn’t rained.
Nevertheless, by the time I stepped out of Granger’s, it was already pouring.
I drove back home slowly, avoiding the tunnel. J City was famous for flash floods involving highways and tunnels. Hence, I took a longer route home to avoid the flash floods.
Alas, I never expected that the car would break down halfway. As I took a longer route home, I was still far away from home. I ended up being stuck in a desolate area. It was pouring, so I couldn’t hail a cab either.
Whipping out my phone, I realized that the battery was about to go dead. Seeing as such, I hurriedly called Ashton.
I called him several times, but he never picked up. My battery was about to go flat, so I rummaged around in the car and found an umbrella. Grabbing his supper, I alighted the car.
