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

As soon as I spoke, Ashton’s expression became frigid. He was silent for almost a minute before finding his voice again.

“Is that really what you want?” he asked coldly; it frightened me to think that he could sound this devoid of warmth.

I averted my eyes from him and hung my head. “When I was at White Corporation,” I said wearily. “The work was easy. Though I’d be very tired, you needn’t worry. On the other hand, if I can help Marcus on my own, I would be very happy. Even if I were so tired that I’d just fall over asleep, it would add value and meaning to my day-to-day life.”

I meant every word of it.

Ashton hadn’t spent much time with me at home. He wasn’t aware of the suffering that I endure every night before bed. Yesterday night, the bad dreams did not appear for the first time since I started the job at White Corporation.

Ashton wasn’t convinced. He took out his phone. “I’ll give Marcus a call now, and he’ll tell you to stay out of it.”

“Don’t bother. He’s currently on the

as I have the intention to

control thus far. As long as we intercepted the problem at this early stage, we could subdue it before it got out of hand. We didn’t have to rely on investments and acquisitions

emotional in my passion. It sounded like I was speaking for the sake of arguing with him but I meant

couldn’t tolerate his business ethics. We were able to make up and embrace the opportunity for a fresh start all because Marcus did not leave me to die. Therefore, I could not stand idly by and watch Marcus suffer because of how Ashton

not change for some time. Slowly, he lowered the half-dialed phone in

at me for two whole seconds, he turned

felt my anger ebbing away when Ashton’s footsteps were nowhere to be heard. I slumped back into the chair as if I had lost the

have predicted this day a long time ago. A day when Ashton would not hold back against Marcus as I knew it was