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

Chapter 803

I nodded and smiled bleakly. After another thirty minutes of conversation, the voice on the other end of the line got softer and softer. She was probably getting sleepier by the minute.

A while later, I heard Ashton’s deep, low voice over the phone. “She has fallen asleep. I’ll send her back to her room first—wait for me to come back!”

I nodded. “Alright.”

I couldn’t help but yawn too—it had been a very long day. Five minutes later, I heard Ashton’s voice again. “Are you very tired today?”

I nodded and replied miserably, “Just a little!” I had been working from morning till night, and my entire body was wracked with fatigue.

“Have you washed up yet?”

I shut my eyes and nodded my head hastily. “Of course, I have.”

An odd thought floated into my head that very moment, and I found myself thinking about Armond and Nora. Rather hesitatingly, I ventured, “Ashton, what happens when you men can’t…you know…”

I heard him suck in a deep breath on the other end of the line. After a short pause, he asked, “Can’t what?”

Hearing his suggestive tone, I knew he was thinking all sorts of rubbish again. I opened my mouth and said, “It’s like this. Armond and Nora are in a relationship now, aren’t they? But Armond seems to have some sort of trauma regarding intimacy. I think it stems from something that happened to him in the past. What do you think he should do?”

After all, who could understand a man better than another man?

are you poking your nose into it? Stop thinking so

and replied in a

over to A City tomorrow. What do you

and Japanese cuisine! I’m

talking about them last night,

Make sure to shut the door and windows

said consolingly, “Alright, alright, I got it! You should get some sleep too.

the bathroom to wash up.

on green leaves on

well indeed, so I felt very relaxed

floor of the base that morning. Since there was nothing going on that afternoon,

the next few days, and we would be turning our attentions to other projects. The completion of

both of us were like fire and ice in some aspects, she was flawless when it came to her

broke out on her face. It wasn’t a polite smile—rather, she looked as though she

Bentley at the door of the hotel. He was in pressed western suit, and every inch of him screamed

it

to him at once and jumped into his arms. “Didn’t you say you were only going

said, smiling, “Are you really going to have both Korean barbeque and Japanese food for dinner? We might as well split it

my head.

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