I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis novel Chapter 392

Chapter 392 Honeymoon: A&M Forever

I reached for a piece of fried fish and popped it into my mouth. ‘Well, please thank your friend for me. This is perfect.‘

I opened the champagne, filled two glasses, and handed him one. “To us.‘

He gave me that lazy, pleased smile of his, clinked his glass against mine, and downed it in one go.

The chilled bubbles slid down my throat, leaving a pleasant fizz in their wake. I let myself sink onto the lounger, utterly content.

Pink sand beneath my feet. A turquoise sea ahead. A soft breeze carrying the salty tang of the ocean.

“This is incredible,‘ I murmured. ‘I never imagined I’d get a moment this romantic in my life. I can’t believe this is real.‘

Ashton leaned against the table, champagne glass in hand, watching the horizon with me.

The waves crashed softly and steadily, their rhythm almost like a heartbeat.

The stillness, the sea air, the steady sound of water. It was too easy to drift off.

Sleep swept over me fast, and my eyes fluttered shut.

I felt Ashton move closer, then a gentle brush of his lips against mine.

And then I started dreaming.

It was a restless, uneasy kind of dream.

Ashton and I were back in the helicopter, circling endlessly with nowhere to land. The fuel gauge was dropping fast, and sweat was slick on both our foreheads.

Just as a strip of land finally appeared, Ashton steadied the controls to descend. But then someone shot up from the back seat and shoved him out of the cockpit.

I watched, horrified, as Ashton fell backwards through the air. His body sliced through the clouds, falling fast.

‘No!‘

I jolted awake, heart hammering, my whole body shaking.

I forced the nightmare out of my head and sat up, scanning the beach for Ashton.

It was already dusk.

The sun hung low in the west, only a short distance from the horizon. Streaks of brilliant colour spread across the sky like paint, reflecting off the clear surface of the sea. The water shimmered with a soft, glowing light.

Warm golden rays fell over Ashton’s tall frame not far away. For a moment, the still scene seemed to loosen and breathe. He had rolled up the cuffs of his trousers and was drawing something in the fine sand with the tip of his

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foot.

I got up and walked towards him.

When I finally saw what he had written, I froze for a good ten seconds before blurting out, half laughing, half teasing, ‘Ashton! Are you serious?‘

He looked up at me. His usual cool, detached air was gone, replaced by the easy grin of someone who suddenly looked boyish and sunny, a little daft but warm enough to knock the breath out of me.

In the pink sand behind him, he had scrawled the words ‘Ashton & Mirabelle forever‘ with his foot.

So much for the cold, aloof CEO.

Apparently, Ashton had a secret talent for cheesy romance.

I kept laughing at him, but I still pulled out my phone to take a photo.

Just as I was about to take a selfie with Ashton and the words behind me, a wave swept in and washed away the

forever‘.

When the water retreated, only our names were left, the letters blurred beyond recognition.

I stood there, staring at it. I didn’t know why, but my mind went straight to that nightmare.

It felt like some sort of sign, as if the universe was hinting that we wouldn’t last.

‘What are you thinking about?‘ Ashton came over, ruffled my hair and pulled my attention back from the sand.

‘Nothing.‘ I looked at the half–faded names again and murmured, ‘It’s just a shame.‘

Ashton glanced at the darkening sky. ‘It’s getting late. The tide’s rising too. Let’s take a walk around the island, then head back.‘

I looked at the sky streaked with colours, unwilling to leave.

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