When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

Chapter 747

For so many years, I had suffered too much in that relationship and I didn’t wish for Nora to go through the same pain. If a relationship started off as a sweet one, I believed that it could continue being that way.

She nodded and gradually calmed down. “Okay, I’ll listen to you and decide after I get to the bottom of this.”

With that, I helped her to unpack. Armond was at the office, so it was only the two of us. She went to the kitchen and barred me from entering, saying that it wasn’t good for a sick person to be in such an oily environment.

Hence, I was left with nothing to do. Because of the rain, there were many puddles of water in the yard. No one came to clean the villa in the past few days, so I grabbed some equipment and began cleaning the place.

Armond’s abrupt return surprised me and my eyes traveled down to see the bags of groceries in his hands. Slightly confused, I asked, “What are these?”

“Aren’t you guys cooking?” he said as an answer. Then, he handed me a bag of fruits and continued, “The villa doesn’t have a housekeeper, so the two of you will have to settle it yourselves.”

 

I nodded in response. He already told me about this, but shouldn’t he be at the office now?

With the bag of fruits in my hand, I watched in perplexity as he strode into the villa in a haste.

 

Sensing someone’s gaze on me, I looked toward the yard next door and was met with the sight of Ashton’s slender and towering figure.

I flashed a faint smile at him and nodded slightly as a form of greeting.

With that, I went back into the villa with the fruits. Seeing Nora and Armond working together in the kitchen, I decided that it was best not to interrupt.

I busied myself with washing the fruits and sat at

me and jerked her chin. “Go get the

to my feet, walked out to the yard and saw Ashton standing beyond

and I asked, “Mr.

need to discuss something with

the gate and invited him in even though I was sceptical. Why is he looking

in the kitchen, didn’t

“Welcome, Mr. Fuller.

and sat at the dining table. Then, he reached out to grab my half-eaten

but he had already taken a bite out of the pear and I couldn’t very well tell him to

I had already eaten half of that pear, so it was mortifying to

eyes to look at me with a hint

grabbed another fruit to eat because I couldn’t just snatch the

with raised brows. As if realization suddenly

almost choked.

the glass of water on

me with a

hold back my temper

suspected that this man was doing

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