When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 1508


    “You’re a smart woman who knows how to avail yourself of your strength. Unfortunately, you’ve picked


    the wrong target. If you want to be my wife, you should juste after me.”


    Ashton knew that I, who had lost my memories, would have a bad impression on him for what he said.


    He knew the youngdy who was passionate about love would probably find him hateful.


    His heart was dripping with blood. Nevertheless, he stered a smile on his face.


    Scarlett, stay away from me like how you did today. Forget about our past and live your own life. Let


    me deal with all the troubles and conspiracies.


    If everything went ording to the n, we wouldn’t need to go through all these sufferings.


    Ashton wanted to let me go, yet his resoluteness andposure fell apart after reading the document


    brought to him by Joseph.


    Even if it would mean putting himself at risk of being found out that his memory had recovered, Ashton


    had insisted on moving out of the Hall residence with Gregory and moved into the house next door to


    Marcus.


    He wasn’t sure if I had really lost my memory, so he resorted to other methods to take me away from


    Marcus. As such, he had made use of some of the Hall family’s secret hideouts. After he found


    Camelia and the child, he made them reunite in front of me.


    Those harsh words he threw at me about the cooperation and that me being a substitute were just his


    tactics to make me stay by his side with the fake identity.


    He was afraid I might recover my memory way before he sorted everything out.


    John’s appearance, on the other hand, was not within his expectation. He had forgotten that John was


    an old acquaintance of Zachary; our encounter would increase the chances of me recovering memories


    of the past.


    As expected, I became apletely different person after meeting John.


    Although his n went slightly off course, that would only light a fire under him to retaliate. Soon, he


    set his first target – Tiffany.


    Ashton knew I had recovered all my memories. Regardless of his reluctance to part with me, I was the


    one who got to decide whether I wanted to stay or leave him.


    It was a surprise and a huge relief when I came back to him. My return was the best reassurance given


    to him.


    Meanwhile, Ashton and I were snuggling up on the couch in the living room. I leaned against his chest


    while the man wrapped his arm around my shoulder. Our back views looked like an elderly couple who


    had gone through thick and thin in life.


    “In the mall, my mind went nk when the explosion urred. When you showed up, all my memories


    came shing back, including that piece of memory of me being hypnotized.”


    With a self-deprecating smile, he went on saying, “How ridiculous! The culprit that messed with my


    memories turns out to be a little pocket watch.”


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    I felt slightly disappointed. “I thought you would remember the person who hypnotized you.”


    Ashton held my shoulders, and his eyes bore straight into mine. “To a hypnotist, his pocket watch is as


    important as a violin to a violinist as they represent their identities. Besides, the carved pattern on the


    pocket watch is unique. That might be a useful clue. I believe we can find the hypnotist pretty soon.”


    I felt unused to seeing the serious look on his face. “Ashton, actually, I find you more likable as the live-


    in son-inw.”


    Ashton was slightly bewildered by my remark that came out of nowhere. Nevertheless, he curled his


    lips while hugging me tighter. “If you wish, I can be the Stovall family’s live-in son-inw from now on.


    I’m just afraid that you might be sick of me being a jealous husband.”


    “I won’t!” I shook my head. “You look more… real to me that way. I will be happy every day as long as


    you’re here by my side.”


    Ashton’s tightened his arms around me. “Finally, I don’t need to feel your warmth and heartbeat in my


    dreams. I have you in my arms now,” he uttered in a deep and husky voice.


    My face flushed scarlet at his sweet words. I buried my face deeper in his chest and started raking up


    the past in an attempt to hide my shyness, “You were still in a hypnotized state before I recovered my


    memories. At that time, you thought I was a heartless woman, and you couldn’t be happier if I could


    just get lost. How would you even dream about me?”