Love At The Wrong Table Chapter 2041-The Chapman family’s wealth and influence were truly astonishing mein just twenty minutes of hearing that their heir had been shot of Hunter’s cen a helicopter had arrived on the scene.

“Nathan, wake up! If you die, I win by default Ashton shouted as the medics loaded Nathan into the helicopter. She stayed by his side the entire time, calling his name. But eventually, she was blocked by the Chapmans men, forced to watch helplessly as Nathan, his condition unknown, was whisked away for emergency treatment.

Ashton felt an overwhelming heaviness in her heart, as though the snowstorm outside had filled her chest. The events of the night had her mind swirling with confusion. Maxwell had given her a heartfelt confession, even putting a diamond ring on her finger, and for a moment, she’d felt herself Ashton’s Resolve being pulled back into the past. She had wanted to fall into his arms many times that night.

Nowever, she had held back, her sense of morality reining her in. Ashton had never wanted to interfere in other people’s relationships. She hadn’t stepped between Emmanuel and Mackenzie, and now, she didn’t want to come between Maxwell and Chiara. But if Maxwell continued to pursue her, she knew she would eventually cave. She even imagined a future where, if Maxwell divorced Chiara, she would give in to her feelings and reunite with him, throwing caution to the wind for love.

But something about Nathan’s actions that night–the way he had risked his life to protect her and the sincerity in his words–had wholly shattered the spell of Maxwell’s sweet promises. Nathan might be a flawed man, even a player, but his eyes were genuine, and his words lacked the polished deceit of Maxwell’s, Compared to Maxwell’s smooth, honeyed lines, which felt like fragile soap bubbles ready to pop, Nathan’s actions had been row and honest With that realization, Ashton removed the Snow Blossom diamond ring from her finger. Her gaze hardened with determination. “Nathan, you might be a weakling, but I swear I’ll find out who did this to you and make sure they pay.” she muttered to herself, her determination growing as she started making her way back.

Meanwhile, deep in a secluded part of the forest, where everyone had been drawn away by the commotion of Nathan’s shooting, Chiara and Maxwell had taken refuge. Chiara had dragged Maxwell along after firing the shot, but he wasn’t a trained fighter like her. Out of breath, he couldn’t keep running and finally had to stop.

Ashton Peeve “Useless,” Chiara scoffed, pausing with him, her voice filled with disdain.