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Wife and son?
Even though I knew Marcus had some secrets of his own, I was truly baffled at the information Ashton
had revealed.
My feelings towards Marcus were purely platonic. If he had been married before, I could still accept it.
However, I couldn’t accept the fact that Marcus was wealthy while his wife was living a difficult life, poor
as a church mouse.
Maybe I should stand by Marcus’ side and wait till the truth is revealed, but the dumbfounded look on his
face told me enough.
Marcus ignored Ashton’s words and stomped towards the woman and child. He glared at her as he
grabbed her wrist to take her and her child away.
Joseph immediately blocked his way, realizing Marcus’ intention.
Ashton sat on the couch impassively as he watched the scene unfold. “Mr. White, we’re not done here
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtyet. You haven’t admitted to the relationship between you and this mother and child, yet you wanted to
take them away from my house? Are you disrespecting me in my own house?”
Marcus gritted his teeth and reluctantly looked at me. He finally released a deep sigh and admitted, “As
you said, I’m her husband and the father of her child.”
He recovered his usual arrogant composure after a brief pause. “Can I take them away now?”
Ashton finally let out a smile in satisfaction and gestured his subordinates to clear the way.
Marcus took two steps, then halted. As he turned to look at me, his eyes were filled with apology. He was
apprehensive but still left with them.
Once the trio had left, Ashton composed his expression. Joseph left with the rest of the subordinates
after he had passed a document to the man.
Only Ashton and I remained in the spacious living room after that.
The man swung his gaze towards me. I could feel his solemn aura pressuring me to speak.
Unable to withstand the discomfort further, I said, “Mr. Fuller?”
Ashton replied, “It looks like Ms. Stovall doesn’t have a fiancé anymore.”
Huh? Is he being sarcastic?
“I don’t understand what you’re implying.” Ashton should have some basic respect for Marcus despite
them not seeing eye to eye.
Let’s first put aside the moral aspect of Marcus’ actions. Can Ashton admit honestly that he didn’t have
the least bit of malicious intent when he exposed Marcus in public?
“I’m not implying anything.” Ashton raised an eyebrow and continued, “I’m not a man with many skills.
The only thing I’m good at is doing business. Since you lost a fiancé because of me, I shall repay you
with one.”
“Repay? How do you repay a fiancé?”
Ashton threw the document Joseph had given him on the table and pointed at it with a single finger.
“Have a look.”
I reviewed the document curiously and realized that it was a contract. The contract’s content was for me
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmto be Ashton’s wife.
The whole situation was incomprehensible.
Ashton said indifferently, “Are you done with it?”
I nodded, then shook my head violently. I muttered, confusion in my tone, “I don’t understand what you’re
trying to do.”
Ashton studied me with a somber look. “Gregory needs a mother, and I need a wife to fight for my
daughter’s custody. I don’t see why we can’t help each other.”
His eyes were cold, and his gaze was sharp. It was unnerving for me to meet his gaze.
I was able to think clearly after a while. I threw the contract back onto the table and avoided meeting his
piercing eyes that were boring into me. “That is your own problem. Why would I help you?”
“You’re suffering from amnesia,” Ashton remarked condescendingly, “It has been two months since you
woke up, and no one has sincerely helped you recover your memories. I can help you with that.”
I scoffed. “I can find my own memories without your help. Such an excuse is too unconvincing.”
Thinking my words may be too unreasonable, I added, “I think it would be best if Mr. Fuller discusses this
situation with your fianceé, Ms. Ziegler. I believe she would be more than willing to help your cause.”
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