Chapter 681 A Failed Reconciliation
- I'd barely reached the hallway when Ashton lifted me from behind and dumped me onto the bed.
- I landed in a clumsy heap on the bed. Glaring at him, I shouted, “Ashton! Are you sick or something?”
- “Yes,” he replied seriously as he tossed his towel aside. He rasped seductively, “I'm lovesick.”