Love's Antidote

I was rooted to the spot, unsure of what Jane was trying to do. The housekeepers downstairs suddenly rushed out, and so did Ashton.

"Jane!"

Ashton carried her into the house and called for the family doctor.

Jane was nestled in his arms. "I was just careless, Ashton. It wasn't Ms. Stone who pushed me. I just don't want you to be taken away from me!"

"Blair!" Ashton looked over at me. "You've gone too far! Bring her over here!"

A few security guards dragged me over and threw me down in front of Ashton. My head banged hard against the steps.

"How dare you touch Jane?"

Ashton's eyes were fixed on me. "It wasn't me! There are surveillance cameras on every staircase here."

Jane tugged at Ashton's sleeve. "Forget it, Ashton. Ms. Stone couldn't have done it on purpose."

"Jane, how can you try to make excuses for her?"

Ashton hugged her. "I'll get revenge for your sake!"

I smirked. He never listened when I tried to explain.

"Scratch her face, then!"

I shook my head. If my face was injured, I would be discriminated against when looking for jobs.

"No!"

I looked at the two of them. "It wasn't me! You can't do this!"

Ashton huffed coldly. "It's too late! Go and get a knife!"

Jane's lips curled up imperceptibly.

I was furious. I hadn't done anything, but I had been dragged into it anyway.

Ashton picked up his knife and sliced my face open. Blood slid down my cheeks, and I trembled with the pain. There was soon a small puddle of blood in front of me.

"This is the consequence of making a mistake!"

He lowered his head. "Don't make me angry, or I won't hesitate to kill you again!"

I had turned as cold as ice. Ashton was like me! When I thought of everything that had happened in my past life, I was full of rage.

He brandished the knife again. "Do you admit that you were wrong? If you admit to your mistakes, I'll stop."

"I didn't do anything wrong!" I glared at him. "Ashton, why haven't you died yet?"

His temper flared once more, and he raised his knife.

Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps.

"What are you doing?"