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

I burst out laughing and typed back a reply: Ok. I’ll definitely keep an eye on him for you.

Ashton raised a brow at me when he heard me laugh. “What’s gotten you in such a good mood?”

After sending the message, I explained, “It’s Nora. She said Armond is in Moranta, and she wants me to keep an eye on him. She said that she’d fly right over and kill him herself if he messes around with other women.”

Ashton abruptly hit the brakes, causing the car to screech to a halt. Then, he snapped his head toward me. “Armond is in Moranta? Since when?”

Seeing the grave expression on his face, a sense of foreboding filled me. “Nora messaged me last night, so he probably arrived yesterday.”

Ashton’s brows drew together. Then, he put the car in drive and was about to turn the car around.

Having no idea about what was going on, I peered at him with concern lining my features. “What’s wrong? Did something happen?”

Boom! Suddenly, there was a muffled noise. Before I could understand what was happening, Ashton’s expression turned grim. He was initially going to make a U-turn, but the car lurched forward right then.

violently, making me feel like I was

suddenly realized that the situation might be more serious than I

went out of control

obstruction ahead, Ashton turned the steering wheel with all his might in an attempt to avoid it, but it

strong that I nearly flew out of my seat. When the ringing in my ears finally stopped and I regained my bearings, I looked at Ashton and saw blood trickling from

his body was hit by slabs

body and leaned toward him, reaching out to touch him as I called out his name several times. Finally, he opened his eyes and looked at me. In a weak voice, he urged, “Go, quick. Find

far behind. Ashton’s frantic voice sounded again.

in. I knew that if I didn’t run, not only would I fail to save Ashton, both

the car. Then, I stumbled toward a wall

black vehicles pulled to a stop and a few hulking men

of the car. To shield me, Ashton’s entire body was pinned down by the car and sustained heavy injuries. The men completely disregarded that as they roughly dragged him into a black car that was parked behind. Then, one of the men stepped forward. With a glacial expression, he took out a cigarette and drew a few puffs before flicking the cigarette butt next to Ashton’s G Wagon. I didn’t realize it earlier, but the collision had damaged the car’s fuel tank. Upon closer inspection, I also noticed that the car tires were completely flat. Thus,

on the ground, flames sparked to life and spread toward the car. As though carried by a strong

going to explode soon. I glanced at the car that cost millions with pursed