In Love, Never Say Never (Ashton Fuller and Scarlett Stovall)

Chapter 1657

In Love, Never Say Never Chapter 1657

After he apologized, his gaze became gentle and tender once again. He looked at Camelia calmly with

a clear, determined stare, as if he could see through her.

I stiffened in my seat. Did he find out?

A moment later, Marcus exhaled and smiled.

“Enough,” Marcus said as he looked down, almost like he was speaking to himself. “This is enough. At

least now I know that loving you was worth it.”

He paused before looking up again. When he did, his eyes were filled with tears. The whites of his eyes

had become slightly red as blood vessels began to appear in his teary eyes.

“I have always known that Ashton was the man you loved. I knew you had never loved me. Still, I never

understood why you loved him and not me. I never ever wanted to hurt you. I just didn’t understand

why you never even looked at me in that way. Now, though, I think I understand.

“If it was up to me, no matter if Ashton were still here, I could never give you up so willingly. He’s willing

to do anything for you, but all I can hope for is that only death will do us part. Yes, I’ve lost to him, but I

won’t admit it. Just because I didn’t love you the way you wanted to be loved doesn’t mean I never

loved you.”

He must have been hurting, whether physically or emotionally. His tears slid down the curve of his

cheek, but he made no move to wipe them away.

I didn’t know whether it was due to the connection of the stream, but from my angle, I saw Marcus’

expression change back to his frail, weak self.

“You were stubborn because you didn’t want to give me a chance, and I was stubborn because I kept

pestering you. Neither of us was willing to step back, and we ended up butting heads for the rest of our

lives. Or at least, the rest of mine.”

Perhaps due to the silence of the church, every little noise was recorded by the camera’s microphone.

Apart from Marcus’ labored breathing, I could also hear the quiet weeping of the woman in front of him.

Camelia was standing right in front of him as he talked about how much he loved somebody else.

She had been a stubborn pursuer just like him too. However, at least he got a chance to get closure

from the person he loved before he died while all she could do was live off of stolen time as a

replacement for his true love.

“Since you’ve stopped butting heads with me, what’s the point of me even trying anymore?” Marcus

sniffled and laughed at himself mockingly. “Actually, you’re right. Pity, sympathy, or anything that’s

simply given to me- my pride won’t allow it. You’ve let go of me, so I’ll let go of you now. Let’s stop here.

We don’t need to say any more vows.” This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

After that, he turned around to talk to Joseph. “Go back and pass a message to Ashton from me. I may

have lost this round to God, but I won’t lose again in my next life. You may leave now. Thank you for all

you did today.”

Joseph hesitated for a mere second before nodding in acknowledgment and walking away.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

The sound of his shoes tapped lightly against the floor and faded the further he walked away.

I turned and saw Joseph walking out of the church, and the tapping noises stopped.

After he left, only Marcus and Camelia were left in the church. Both Ashton and I frowned from our

perch in the car.

We had planned to keep her pretending to be me until the vows were over. Then, they would separate

for a moment while I put on the veil once again. However, now that just the two of them were left in the

church, Marcus could very well lift the veil all of a sudden. If something happened to him then, things

would be going out of control.

If it weren’t for the rush, I would have wired Camelia so that it was easier to tell her what to do.

I was thinking about how to settle the situation when Marcus suddenly stumbled and held onto the

podium next to him, which was where Joseph had been.

Before he could properly get up, he stumbled yet again and fell to the ground, causing his head to

knock against the podium.

Camelia quickly bent down and helped him get up. She pulled him against her, so he was lying in her

embrace.

“Don’t worry, help is coming soon,” she murmured softly, trying her best to disguise her voice.

After that, she turned toward the cameras in an attempt to call for help when Marcus suddenly reached

out and grabbed her.

My entire body tensed up in worry, and Ashton was already making a call next to me. “Keep the

equipment on and drive over, now. Be ready to start the defibrillators at any second.”