Chapter 2
The bedroom door was abruptly pushed open before I could ponder any further. Slightly drenched, Ashton headed straight for the bathroom without sparing me a second glance. Following that was the sound of running water.
His return made it rather impossible for me to continue sleeping, so I got up and put on some clothes. I took out a set of his pajamas from the wardrobe and placed it by the bathroom door before going straight to the balcony.
As it was the monsoon season, it started to drizzle outside. The sky was dark and the sound of the rain pelting on the bricks could be heard vaguely.
Sensing the sound of movement behind me, I turned and saw that Ashton had emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. His hair was damp and the droplets of water dripping down his muscular body created an enticing sight.
He probably noticed my gaze, so he glanced at me with a slight frown. “Come here,” he commanded in a voice void of emotion.
I obediently walked over and caught the towel that he had thrown toward me. He then demanded, “Dry my hair.”
as he sat on the edge of the bed, I climbed
head over to the family home earlier,” I reminded him. I wasn’t trying to make conversation with him. Rather, I was worried that he would possibly forget
grunted out a response
didn’t want to interact with me, I kept mum and focused on drying his hair. After that, I lay on the bed once again, ready to
and attributed my behavior to my pregnancy.Ashton would usually head to his study after he showered and would stay there until midnight.
though I was utterly confounded. In spite of that,his arms suddenly wrapped around my waist as he pulled me in toward him. Then, a feather-light
to gaze at him
questioned. His obsidian eyes flashed, a
gaze. Indeed, I was unwilling,
gentler?” The fetus was only six weeks old and the risk of a miscarriage
over and started ravaging me roughly. My body curled from the pain and I could only do so much to
that, causing the room to
pain, I had the urge to get up to take some painkillers. Nevertheless,
a sudden, the phone on the bedside table rang. It was Ashton’s phone. I glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that