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

Ashton nodded. “We’ll go home together later. Are you craving any particular food?”

“No.” I shook my head.

He merely stared at me, as if protesting my answer. I pursed my lips and relented as I blurted, “Alright, I want to eat lobster, steamed fish, and pork ribs…” He smiled as I prattled on a long list of food, seemingly not paying any attention to my nonchalant request. Seeing that, I shrugged and stopped talking.

Because I was in a rush to take Summer to the hospital, I left right after I had taken my bag.

After heading out of the office, I bumped into Ashton’s secretary near the elevator. She was holding on to a lot of files and seemed like she was in a daze. She did not even realize when something fell off her hands.

“Hello!” I said.

It wasn’t until I repeated myself that she turned around to look at me. I waved the file that she had dropped at her and said, “You dropped something.”

Stumped, the woman bowed and thanked me for my help before retrieving the file.

“Sasha, what’s the matter with you?” A man who came out of the elevator asked her, “Is something wrong? Not only did you send the wrong documents, but you’re also losing things. And now, you’re even bumping into people. Are you alright?”

Sasha shook her head, her eyes were red-rimmed. Joseph headed out of the elevator and noticed that I was staring at the secretary. “Mrs. Fuller, what’s the matter?”

I said nothing as I shook my head. A feeling of uneasiness washed over me as I looked at her.

nobody cared to pay attention

still waiting for Ashton downstairs. They were waiting for him to head out

I might bump into the reporters again if I exited the building via the main entrance, I decided to take the other exit at the back. Right then, I got a call

my keys as I picked up her

you at

locating my keys, I said, “But I’m leaving now and will reach home soon. How’s Summer? Is she still having

it’s been on and

I’m heading there right now.

cut me off and I subconsciously turned around to trace the origin. In the next moment,

indiscernible to me because of the blood that was pouring out of her head. I was only able to identify her as

blank. My instincts were telling me that she

from the other end. Stunned, I tried to speak but no

was so shocked to the extent

the building. Hurry! Call the police!” someone nearby shouted, fear and shock

to crowd the scene. By now, I was standing in an ever-increasing pool of

some things to be forever etched in one’s mind. What was worse was that the ghost of the image

make her head and body split

too stunned to speak. I stared blankly