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

Hearing that, I almost choked on my food. That man was deliberately hurting Rachel’s feelings!

Eventually, I managed to swallow the lump of food and suppress the urge to cough. Forcing a smile, I asked through gritted teeth, “Mr. Fuller, don’t you have hands?”

Ashton curled his lips into a smirk, leaving no trace of his usual sobriety. “Well, my hand is occupied.”

As he spoke, he even unabashedly picked up the document that he just put aside, raising his brow at me.

I pursed my lips, rendered speechless. Meanwhile, Rachel could take it no more. She rose to her feet and took leave of Ashton, “Mr. Fuller, I’ll leave the document to you. There’s something I need to take care of, and I’ll be going now.”

Although disappointed, the young lady managed to put up a good front as she left the yard.

Gazing at Ashton, I was utterly speechless. This man must have done it on purpose!

Sometimes, I couldn’t help feeling impressed by Rachel’s high tolerance. Since she stepped foot in the villa, the young lady had been plastering a smile despite receiving such humiliation from Ashton.

I didn’t know a woman could put up with such humiliation just because she loved a man.

Having lost my appetite, I put down my fork. Gazing at Ashton, I spoke up, “Mr. Fuller, if you don’t like her, you should tell her frankly instead of humiliating her. Can’t you show some gentlemanly behavior?”

I’m not a gentleman anyway.” Fixing his eyes at me, he uttered, “Besides, I’m married. As a woman, she should stay away from

single

“If I’m eligible,

stood up and then gave him a put-off, “Well,

man, too, rose to his feet. “What do you mean by that? Then who’s suitable for you?” he asked,

end the conversation. “Since Ms. Zimmer has left, I suppose there’s

lips, feeling on edge. Still, I put on a brave front, asking calmly, “Mr. Fuller, what are you trying to

brow. “I’m the one who took care of you in the hospital after you fell into

me. “Even if I’m a stranger, don’t you think you owe me a thank you for saving you and taking care

tensed up at his overbearing aura and said

And you’re going to

no good,

back against the wall as the man loomed over me. “If you really want to thank me, move here and take care of my daily meals starting from tomorrow onwards,” he said in

rejected without a second thought, “Ashton Fuller, I take care of Armond’s daily meal because that’s my job. He pays me a

that, he raised his brow.

villa would remind me of the past with him. I was afraid that

you wanted to thank me, but you can’t even agree to my

I avoided his eyes. Soon, I came up with an excuse,