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

After getting rebuffed, Ashton looked away and smiled wryly. “I know the answer. It is no surprise to me.”

I smirked. “Who do you think I will pick?”

“I know you won’t pick me.” Ashton shrugged as disappointment flashed across his face. “But Scarlett, you’ll be my only choice no matter what.”

It seemed like he was joking, so I didn’t know how to react.

Without waiting for my response, he climbed out of the window deftly. “See you tomorrow.”

He then jumped and disappeared into the night.

I went to the window and looked around, but he was nowhere to be seen. I waited a while longer before closing the windows.

The next morning, I woke up early.

Eager to see my son, I dressed up for the occasion.

Marcus brought

a long ride, but ten minutes after we entered the city,

followed him.

old signboard hanging above the entrance. There were twelve clocks, each showing different time zones, on

gentleman was examining an old watch using professional

inner space. As he took long strides, I had to dash

turns in the house full of clocks, we finally arrived in a vast room. Bottles of red wine were lined up on both sides of the walls, and there

a momentary silence, the wall right in front of me move aside and revealed a

when I realized the red wine wasn’t a decoration but

attempts for someone to get the right key. Besides, no one

into the secret space. I scurried after him at once

was too fast, but I forced myself to remember the direction. If I

I entered, but an underground factory appeared in my sight

There were workers dressed in silver protective suits handling unknown bottles on the conveyor belt. I was too

“This way.”