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

He nodded, blinking his eyes, which were ringed with dark circles. He probably hadn’t been sleeping well lately.

As I watched him leave, Rachel, who had been standing silently next to me the whole time, snorted loudly. “Scarlett, my dear, you sure are a generous one. He had the audacity to bring the other woman here, and your expression hasn’t changed a bit. It looks like you are used to it.”

I frowned, too tired to listen to her scathing words. Blandly, I said, “They’re just friends. If I can’t even accept his female friends, do you think that I am fit to be his wife?”

Rachel spluttered with laughter. “Gosh, you have really surprised me. Every day, the tabloids in K City are full of rumors about Mr. Fuller and Ms. Larson. One of them is the chairperson of Fuller Corporation, while the other one is a young lady of the Moore family. The two of them were practically born to be together. Scarlett, my dear, don’t you feel ashamed about coming between them?”

I looked at her and tried to hold back my temper. “Ms. Zimmer, if you want to gossip about them with me, why don’t we go to a coffeeshop and do it over a cup of coffee?”

She looked rather exasperated that her words didn’t manage to irk me. Mockingly, she replied, “You sound so satisfied with yourself. Honestly speaking, you can’t hold a candle to Rebecca. Who do you think you are?”

“What about you?” I retorted. “What do you think you are? A blood-sucking mosquito or a grain of rice that keeps sticking?”

Rachel’s face turned red as she struggled to make a comeback. “Ms. Zimmer,” I continued, “everyone needs a little bit of self-awareness. There’s nothing wrong with having a crush on someone, but when that person already has a wife and kids, you should keep your hands off him no matter how wonderful he is.”

There was no way we could continue talking about work in this awkward atmosphere. Rachel was so angry that her neck was completely red. I wondered if she was going to strangle me to death on the spot.

I shrugged and headed back into the lobby. I got the spare room card from the front desk and went upstairs.

had already showered, and he was preparing to go to sleep. When he saw me, he raised his

eyes at him and said crossly, “Thanks to you, she stomped off before we had a chance to talk about

looked rather stunned. Shoving a towel into my hands, he asked, “Can

take it from him. Still glaring at him, I

you? Are you angry

shook my

“Well, then, what

“The stupid minxes you’ve been

laughter next to my ear. It sounded carefree and

first while he settled some matters. There’s nothing going on

what I said, I grabbed the towel from his hands and forced him into a chair, whereupon

still hear his amused laughter

a long time on the road today and had just gotten off the plane a few hours before. After I finished drying his hair, he let go of me

and zoned out. Eventually, I noticed that something wasn’t quite right.

that something was up. I opened my mouth and asked in a

I needed to know. He wasn’t fast asleep yet—in fact, he probably

eyes and kicked him lightly in the shin. He opened his eyes and looked at me, the black orbs flashing dangerously in the

shuddering breath. Parting his lips slightly, he