When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 30
The man’s face instantly darkened, and his eyes turned frosty. Evidently, he was mad.
“Can I help you, Mr. Fuller?” I didn’t feel like I was Ashton’s wife at all here, but rather, an outsider.
The more I felt this way, the more upset I became.
Even the way I gazed at Ashton was full of defiance.
“Apologize.” His tone waspletelymanding.
My brows creased as rage consumed me. “Have you lost it, Ashton? Why the hell should I apologize?”
“You pushed her,” he replied grimly in his deep voice.
I pushed her? Iughed in anger. “You should get your eyes checked, Ashton!”
“Scarlett Stovall!” The man immediately addressed me by my full name. “Apologize to her now.”
“And if I don’t?” Suppressing my anger, I red at him, unafraid of his cier eyes.
With a frown and purse of his lips, a chilly air engulfed our surroundings. “Macy’s bar seems to be
doing a little too well these days, huh?”
I was instantly terrified. How could this man resort to such lowly methods just to get me to apologize to
Reba?
I looked up at the man
’s face. His lips remained pursed, and he had a bit of stubble, making him look unruly yet alluring at the
same time.
But at this very moment, I couldn’t admire that face of his at all. My heart growing cold, I stilled for a
moment before speaking. “Fine. I’ll apologize.”
Breaking free of his grasp, I walked over to Reba. Suppressing all the wrath I felt, I gazed at her.
“I’m sorry.”
Reba looked incredibly helpless as though I had actually bullied her.
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Meanwhile, Joe obviously had nothing better to do than to stir things up. “So you think you just have to
apologize after hitting someone? In that case, I’ll kill a guy and say sorry, and everything will be fine.
Who needs thew, right?” he remarked with a look of disdain.
Holy sh*t.
Once again, I resisted the urge to cuss him out. “What else do you want from me?” I turned to him and
asked frostily.
He crossed his arms in a matter-of-fact way. “We buddies have a rule—whoever messes up has to
apologize sincerely and hold a drinking session for everyone. When we’re happy, you’ll be forgiven.”
You dipsh*t!
How is THAT a way to apologize?
“Knock it off, Joe.” Jared, who had been watching the whole time, furrowed his brows.
Joe didn’t bother looking at him and nced at Ashton instead. “What do you think, Ashton?”
Ashton’s gaze on me darkened, and the crease between his brows deepened. After a long while, he
turned to Reba. “What do propose we do?”
Reba lowered her head slightly. She spoke softly, but everyone could hear her. “Scarlett’s your wife,
so you decide.”
You pretentious little b*tch.
I held it in and turned to Joe. “So, where shall we drink?”
Jared walked up to me and frowned. “Have you got no fear?”
I knew what he meant. I had to be careful since there was another life inside of me. Who knew what
would happen if I decided to drown myself in alcohol?
Joe obviously didn’t want Jared to rain on their parade. “Stop meddling, Jared! Let’s go, Ms. Stovall.”
I followed them to their room.
As though afraid I wouldn’t get knocked out, Joe ordered ten bottles of whiskey and two crates of beer.
“Think you can handle this, Ms. Stovall?”
“Ha!” I wanted tough. Does he think this is fun?
After filling ten sses with beer, Joe said to me, “The rule here is that you can get anyone here to
drink for you—anyone at all. But that depends on your own abilities. If you can’t convince anyone to
help you, you’ll have to drink everything on your own.”
Seeing the table full of sses, I frowned as I subconsciously ced a hand over my belly. Hang in
there, my baby, I prayed silently.
I picked up a ss and began to drink. Yet, my stomach began to churn from just a few sips.
“Ugh!” Unable to contain my nausea, I dashed toward the bathroom and retched over the toilet.
Jared followed me from behind and stroked my back. “Show Ashton your vulnerable side and ask him
to help you. You’re his wife, after all. He won’t let Joe do as he pleases.”
I smirked coldly. Unlike Reba, I wasn’t someone who could captivate the hearts of men just by
shedding a few tears.
Not responding to that, I asked him, “Is there anything that can reduce the side effects on the baby?”
He nodded. “But drugs are drugs. They can’t undo all the harm.”
“That’s fine. Please get me someter.”
I left the bathroom. Joe had put on a song and was casually singing when I made my way back.
“What’s wrong? Can’t even handle one ss?”
Not bothering with him, I nced at the table. Apart from the ss I had drunk from, all the others
remained untouched.
Ashton and Reba sat close to each other. I watched as the woman muttered something to him, and
he responded with a slight nod.
The man’s gaze darkened upon seeing me, but he soon looked away.
Feeling my heart ache, I walked to the table and nced at Joe. “I hope you won’t go back on your
word, Mr. Quinn.”