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

Joseph frowned. “Why? They’re clearly here to cause trouble.”

“They look hungry and pitiful… especially the child. Please do as I said.”

“Alright.” He didn’t sound convinced, but nodded and went off anyway.

Entering Ashton’s office, I spotted him reading a document. I placed the lunchbox that I brought right in front of him on his desk. Snatching the pen and document in his hands away, I chided, “I know you’re a workaholic, but you’ve just burnt the midnight oil. At least eat some breakfast and then take a nap on the bed.” I was acting angrier than I truly felt.

The faint hints of a smile grew on his face as he pulled me to sit in his lap. “Why are you here so early in the morning?” He sighed deeply and buried his face in my hair. “Did you not sleep last night?”

The sight of his stubble starting to poke out of his chin pulled at my heartstrings. “Enough about me; have you seen what you look like? That’s it, no more chit-chat. Eat your breakfast and then take a nap!”

I climbed off of his legs and opened up the lunchbox for him.

Surprisingly, he obediently ate the food in silence, and then insisted on having me sleep beside him. I was unwilling at first, but he looked so serious when he said, “I can’t sleep without you.”

had no choice but to lay down in his

his even breathing. He must be exhausted

footsteps rang out from the office. Taking advantage of Ashton’s deep sleep state, I slowly tiptoed out of bed and left the private restroom. The first thing I saw

me, he quickly asked, “Mrs. Fuller, is Mr. Fuller currently

nodded. “Did something

is getting worse. They’ve rounded up a large number of distant relatives and are continuing to be a disturbance. The lobby is a

to investigate Sasha’s relationship with her family yesterday? Did

when she was a university student. No one knows who the child’s father is. Both of Sasha’s parents were local laborers and had now retired. They’re not very poor, but Sasha has an older brother with a gambling addiction who stole their parents’ retirement savings and rent savings. Now, all her parents have left is a rented house that’s fifty square feet large.

her income solely and had already been living a frugal life before this. Now that she had suddenly passed away in

haven’t slept at all, have you?

fine…”

insisted. “Besides, the issue downstairs is

as if to argue further, but his phone suddenly rang out from his pocket. Awkwardly excusing himself to answer the call, I heard what sounded like his wife on the other

expression swiftly changed upon hearing that. Turning to me, he stressed, “I’ll leave things in your hands, Mrs. Fuller. I have an emergency at home, but