When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 1456


    Reading about Scarlett would undoubtedly help me get better at pretending to be her, but I realized it


    had nothing to do with the life I had lost.


    I decided it would make things easier if I started reading about thetest events. I was impressed with


    how much information they had about thewsuit between the Fullers and Stovalls. But the strange


    thing 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 these


    documents 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 your


    memories. Is there a problem with that?” Ashton calmly replied.


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    “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 calmposure added fuel to the fire. How many more


    times must I be yed like a fool by this man?


    Ashton tantly 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 me


    to achieve your goals? How can I trust that you will keep your end of the bargain once the custody


    matters 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 apany


    president 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 orter.


    To my surprise, the man was unbothered by my outburst. He finished thest mouthful of his food and


    slowly dabbed his mouth with his handkerchief. He then finally looked up and met my gaze. “Once


    you’ve signed the contract, you’d be recognized as the mother of Gregory Hall. I’m not like Marcus. I


    would never ditch my flesh and blood. You can trust me when ites to protecting my wife and


    children.”


    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 appearance


    of 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 had


    to retort, “Marcus may not be a good husband or father, but at least he has never once hurt me. You


    im to be an upstanding gentleman, Mr. Fuller, but you constantly speak ill of others behind their


    backs. Let’s not forget how you don’t seem to like keeping your promises either. You’re the truly vile


    one here, not Marcus.”


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


    started to shake uncontrobly.


    His face contorted in pain as he tried to steady himself with his hand on the table. Big beads of cold


    sweat 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 in


    even more pain.


    I tried to help him, but I wasn’t strong enough to keep him standing upright. Ashton gradually lost all his


    strength and crumpled to the floor. I had no choice but to kneel beside him, keeping my hand on his


    forehead 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 remained


    silent 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 losing


    control. 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 but


    to no avail.


    It was amazing how much strength he still had despite being in such bad shape. His lips had turned


    white while his eyes remained tightly shut.


    After more time had passed, I made another attempt to wake him up by patting his shoulder. s, I had


    only just lifted my hand when Ashton once again grabbed me.