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!”

out of your mind? This is

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

for words. What’s gotten into John

and started drinking. I was about to stop him but he interrupted, “It’ll be fine. It’s just an occasional

that, the two men started downing bottles of whiskey together.

bothering John. After all, men tended to drink alcohol or smoke cigarettes during their stressful times. On the other hand, women usually reduced stress by crying or expressing their feelings verbally. Either way was fine as they wouldn’t

out why men often died earlier than women. It was because they

getting himself drunk on purpose. Therefore, he kept gulping down the whiskey until he almost lost his consciousness. Not long after,

tipsy, I raised my hand to stop him from grabbing his glass again. “Ashton, listen to me. You don’t have to keep on

looked up at me. With

couldn’t seem to persuade him. Anger began to surge within

he hurriedly put down the glass in his hand. A faint smile appeared on his handsome face

with a nasal sound. “Are you guys done? I’m drinking my sorrows away here and I could use a little sympathy.

brows and did not bother to respond. He rested his head on one side of his hand and looked at me as if he was enjoying

gaze and looked toward John. I asked, “Did you and Hannah get into a fight? Or

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