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

Chapter 849

As John spoke, he passed me the tablet menu for me to order.

I ordered some dishes and handed the tablet over to Ashton. After that, I looked at John. “How’s your kid doing these days? And how’s Hannah?”

“Don’t bring her up. How annoying!” he huffed. It was obvious that he was extremely upset. He looked at Ashton and asked, “Mr. Fuller, do you want a drink? They serve good Scotch Whiskey here.”

Before I could stop them, Ashton nodded and answered calmly, “Sure, let’s try it!”

John snapped his fingers. Before long, an adorable and gorgeous lady walked in, looking aesthetically pleasing to the eyes. John said, “I want to order some Scotch Whiskey. Wait, you know what, just bring me the whole bottle. I’m getting drunk tonight!”

The lady nodded in acknowledgement and left.

 

I had no idea what happened to John. I wanted to comfort him but I didn’t even know where to start. Therefore, I had no choice but to wait in silence.

Not long after, dinner was served along with a few bottles of Scotch Whiskey.

 

John immediately opened the bottle of whiskey. He didn’t even bother to pour it into a glass. Instead, he put the whole bottle of whiskey in front of Ashton and said in a rough manner, “Mr. Fuller, let’s leave those drinking etiquettes aside this time. Come on! Bottoms up!”

widened in shock. “John, are you out of your mind? This is hard liquor, it’s not a beer. Are

You’re just worried about your man, aren’t you? Fine! I’ll drink it myself, then.” John then

at a loss for words. What’s gotten into John recently? Did something happen?

was about to stop him

started downing bottles of whiskey together. As

all, men tended to drink alcohol or smoke cigarettes during their stressful times. On the other hand, women usually reduced stress by crying or

I finally figured out why men often died earlier than women. It was because

himself drunk on purpose. Therefore, he kept gulping down the whiskey until he

flushed red after drinking. Reckoned that he was tipsy, I raised my hand to stop him from grabbing his glass again. “Ashton, listen to

me. With a gleeful grin, he said, “It’s

furrowed my brows as I couldn’t seem to persuade him. Anger began to surge

his hand. A faint smile

John was buzzed. He rested his head and arms on the table, staring at us and mumbling with a nasal sound. “Are you guys done? I’m drinking

his head on one side of his hand and looked at me as

and looked toward John. I asked, “Did you

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