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

I did not like the way she put it. “It isn’t that serious. She just praised Summer a little. The kid probably won’t remember it after she wakes up.”

“Seems to me that you’re a real simpleton.” Emery sneered. “What’s her name, Stella? Have you seen how she looked at the two of you before? She wears a different face in front of Summer and yourself. This is the sort of people who are the worst. I would advise that you not let her into the main house and just leave her somewhere else.”

“There’s no need for you to treat her like this. No matter what, she’s Ashton’s.” There was not much I could do about Emery’s temperament. She could be quite harsh when it came to people she did not like.

Ashton was no fool. He would not have sent Stella to me if there was a possibility that she might do me harm.

On top of that, there could be many more women like Stella who would become besotted with Ashton’s charms. If I were to go pick on each and every one of them, I would only wind up with a reputation as a green-eyed monster and become worn out for my troubles.

Stovall, the proper wife of Ashton Fuller, is Ashton’s. The reverse is true that Ashton is yours. Since you are the one he married, you have earned the right to fix this little vixen on his behalf. What’s holding you back? Do you need me to remind you of what

paused with book in hand, positively

as ravishing and capable as Rachel could not cause Ashton to waver, I was sure Stella would not be able to

about to state my case when Mrs. Eriksen knocked upon the

“Understood. Please

guest was timely, as Emery wisely refrained from pressing further. She gave me a hand in

it was past the festive season, we still had the occasional relative who we had not been in contact with in a while, a business associate, or friends both close or distant drop in on us. When I got to the stairs,

way around to the front of the couch upon reaching the living room to find that we were indeed acquainted.