When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 166

Glaring at him with a frown, I soon retorted, “Excuse me, Mr. Quinn? I know that you’re trying to protect the love of your life, but shouldn’t you be getting to the bottom of this by finding the true culprit? Ms. Larson was the one who had assaulted me. I was merely trying to defend myself.” NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

As always, Rebecca put on a pitiable front as she started to weep in front of us. ”Stop lying, Scarlett! You were the one who threatened me, telling me that I wouldn’t get to see Ash anymore! You pushed me because I refused to succumb to your absurd request!”

With his brows furrowed, Ashton stared at me as if he were frustrated. “That’s enough drama for today, I suppose. I have already dealt with the paperwork to get Macy hospitalized.”

He turned around and instructed Joe, “I don’t think that this is the best time to get worked up over such trivial matters. I want you to stay put in front of ER and get in touch with me if there’s anything wrong.”

Joe glared at me because he was infuriated. He grasped Rebecca and whispered as he passed by my side, “Scarlett, I’ll get even with you on this, just you wait!”

I glanced at the seemingly pitiable woman as she departed.

She was a lucky woman—loved by both Ashton and Joe, adored by Jared, and blessed with doting parents who wielded great influence. A woman like her could easily live a carefree life without getting married.

Ashton placed the documents that he had with him on the nightstand by the bed and asked, “What do you have in your mind?”

Since Macy had yet to regain consciousness, I took a seat on the couch as I suggested, “Why don’t you tend to the things that you’ve listed on your schedule? I mean, there’s nothing else we can do as of now.”

“Do you really think I’m supposed to leave at such a critical time?”

He was right—Jared was still in the ER.

Slouching against the couch, I was readying myself to take a nap as I was exhausted after having gone through several consecutive hours of yoga lessons. A few minutes later, Ashton received a call from Joe and figured out that Jared had been brought out of the ER.

In spite of being thrilled, I had to remain by Macy’s side until she regained consciousness.

Nevertheless, before I could fall asleep, Macy had regained consciousness. She accidentally bumped her head as she brought herself up from the bed. “Is everything alright with him?”

It was pretty evident that she was referring to Jared. Seeing as such, I told her, “He’s fine. He’s on his way out from ER as we speak.”

She heaved a sigh of relief as she soon grew lost in her train of thoughts, staring at the ceiling. I couldn’t resist the urge as I asked, “How are things going for both of you?”

Macy levelled me a gaze as she heaved another long sigh of despair. “It’s pretty much the same…”

“Is he aware that you’re pregnant?”

“Nope!”

In the end, I decided to stop poking my nose into their business because I couldn’t possibly comprehend the things that were going on behind the scene. Since she had no intention to share it with me, I decided to wrap up the conversation.

Eventually, Jackson showed up with a basket of fruits in the ward.

Since we were engaged in a conversation, he let out a long sigh of relief when he learned that Macy had regained consciousness. “Goodness gracious! Thankfully, it’s nothing serious. I’m sure that you’ll recover in no time!”

“Mmm…” The exhausted Macy nodded in return.

Jackson was curious and he couldn’t resist the urge to get to the bottom of the accident. Hence, he queried, “Why were you involved in an accident? Was there anyone else that was around you?”

Macy had no intention to tell him the truth. She brushed him off and lied, “I-It was an accident! How was I supposed to foresee an accident happening?”

Jackson rolled his eyes as he reprimanded his friend, “You’re lying, aren’t you?”

I played along with Macy because I was aware that she had no intention of sharing the truth with Jackson. Immediately, I interrupted their conversation and asked, “What have you brought along with you? Where did you get such a delicate-looking basket of fruits?”

“You can always drop by the entrance of the hospital to get another one for a hundred and fifty each.” After he finished his sentence, he walked away and took a seat on the couch.

The room went dead silent since there wasn’t anything else we could talk about. I decided to go with the flow and kept my mouth shut tight since Macy needed some time to collect her thoughts. On the other hand, Jackson started browsing through his phone.

I almost fell asleep by the time Ashton returned. Some time ago, Jackson had an encounter with him. Therefore, before I could introduce them to one another, Jackson jolted up from the couch and greeted, “Ashton!”

To be honest, I was afraid that Jackson would blurt out the things he had in mind.

Therefore, I rushed over to Ashton’s side and asked, “What is Dr. Crest’s condition?”

“He has been transferred to his ward. As of now, his condition has stabilized, and his life isn’t at stake anymore.” Halfway through his sentence, he cast a skeptical gaze at Jackson.

Jackson wasn’t a fool—he could tell that the man in front of him was having a fit due to his presence. He started to explain himself, “You should stop looking at me in such a manner because I have nothing to do with your beloved wife.”

I was rather speechless due to the odd situation.

Ashton looked away as he turned to Macy who had regained consciousness, saying, “Just to be safe, you should spend the next two days in the hospital to ensure that everything is fine.”

He had always been an indifferent man. Apart from his close friends and family members, he would rarely greet others. It was obvious that he was trying to comfort Macy. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have engaged in a conversation with them.

Frowning, Macy replied, “O-Okay…”

Meanwhile, Jackson had his eyes glued to Ashton without concealing his curiosity.

“You should return home. I’ll get someone else to drop by and keep an eye on them. You’re only allowed to return when you’ve received adequate rest.” After Ashton made himself clear, he walked over and retrieved my bag that was on the couch.

Initially, I wanted to tell him that I needed to stay behind to take care of Macy, yet the patient got ahead of me and stated, “Both of you should return home and call it a day. There are doctors and nurses that are on duty twenty-four seven. I’m fine. Scarlett, I don’t think that it’s wise for you to stay behind since you’re pregnant.”

I gave it a thought and nodded. “Alright, I’ll drop by and check on you again tomorrow.”

After we walked out of the ward, Jackson came after us and started speaking behind us, “Mr. Fuller, I believe that it’s time for us to have a talk.”

Ashton asked rhetorically in a callous tone, “What do you wish to talk about with me?”

“What else could it be? Your wife!” Jackson was an imbecile fool. I couldn’t believe that he had the guts to size Ashton up, all while he brought up such an absurd request.

Standing in front of the elevator, I got in his way and interrupted their conversation, asking Jackson, “Hey! Have you had your dinner?”