When There Is Nothing Left But Love
Chapter 1456

Chapter 1456

Reading about Scarlett would undoubtedly help me get better at pretending to be her, but I realized ithad nothing to do with the life I had lost.

I decided it would make things easier if I started reading about the latest events. I was impressed withhow much information they had about the lawsuit between the Fullers and Stovalls. But the strangething was, there was no mention of me.

I felt like I had been lied to, and the sense of humiliation quickly turned into rage. “Didn’t you say thesedocuments would help me get my memories back?”

To think I had been reading them so seriously!

“The sooner we settle the custody matters, the sooner you get to concentrate on getting back yourmemories. Is there a problem with that?” Ashton calmly replied.

“Are you saying that before the custody gets settled, you won’t look into my background?”

I was already angry and anxious, and Ashton’s calm composure added fuel to the fire. How many moretimes must I be played like a fool by this man?

Ashton blatantly ignored my question and changed the subject. “Are you done reading?”

“No!” I bellowed. “You’ve fooled me into signing a contract with unfair terms. And now you’re using meto achieve your goals? How can I trust that you will keep your end of the bargain once the custodymatters are over?”

I was boiling with so much rage that my chest was heaving as I shouted at him.

Ashton was so full of lies that I started to have doubts about his character. Despite being a companypresident and one of the richest men, he still went to the extent of throwing a tantrum when he didn’t

get the same breakfast as his son. If this went on any further, I’d blow his cover sooner or later.

To my surprise, the man was unbothered by my outburst. He finished the last mouthful of his food andslowly dabbed his mouth with his handkerchief. He then finally looked up and met my gaze. “Onceyou’ve signed the contract, you’d be recognized as the mother of Gregory Hall. I’m not like Marcus. Iwould never ditch my flesh and blood. You can trust me when it comes to protecting my wife andchildren.”

Now that he had brought up Marcus, I was rendered speechless.

Ashton was right. Marcus had seemed like a great man until his life was interrupted by the appearanceof a woman and children. One couldn’t help but wonder if he was a good person after all.

Even though I agreed with Ashton to some extent, his condescending tone was so off-putting that I hadto retort, “Marcus may not be a good husband or father, but at least he has never once hurt me. Youclaim to be an upstanding gentleman, Mr. Fuller, but you constantly speak ill of others behind theirbacks. Let’s not forget how you don’t seem to like keeping your promises either. You’re the truly vileone here, not Marcus.”

Ashton frowned at my words, a look of hatred on his face. But before I could say any more, his bodystarted to shake uncontrollably.

His face contorted in pain as he tried to steady himself with his hand on the table. Big beads of coldsweat started to roll down his forehead.

“Ashton?”

I called out to him a couple more times, but no response came. As seconds went by, he looked to be ineven more pain.

I tried to help him, but I wasn’t strong enough to keep him standing upright. Ashton gradually lost all hisstrength and crumpled to the floor. I had no choice but to kneel beside him, keeping my hand on hisforehead in an attempt to bring his temperature down.

Ashton’s eyes were tightly shut as sweat continued to soak through his hair. But when he felt my touch,his hand immediately shot up to grab my wrist. “Who’s that?”

“It’s me, Carlette. What’s wrong with you?”

Ashton was in so much pain he couldn’t even muster up an ounce of strength to reply. He remainedsilent as his grip on me tightened.

It seemed like the tighter he gripped onto me, the more relief he felt.

After a while, his condition seemed to have improved slightly. “Ashton?” I whispered.

There was still no reply from him, but it was clear that he was trying hard to keep himself from losingcontrol. He tucked his head in and slowed down his breathing.

“Let go of my hand. We have to get you to the hospital for treatment.” I tried to pry myself from him butto no avail.

It was amazing how much strength he still had despite being in such bad shape. His lips had turnedwhite while his eyes remained tightly shut.

After more time had passed, I made another attempt to wake him up by patting his shoulder. Alas, I hadonly just lifted my hand when Ashton once again grabbed me.