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

ten minutes after we entered the city, our car came

so I hurriedly followed him. We entered

signboard hanging above the entrance. There were twelve clocks, each showing

the counter, where an elderly gentleman was examining an old watch using professional equipment carefully. He

the elderly man and went into the inner space. As he took long

turns in the house full of clocks, we finally arrived in a vast room. Bottles of red wine were

to the wine cabinet and took out one bottle of wine. After a momentary silence, the wall right in front of me move aside and

the red wine wasn’t a decoration but the

wine. It would take hundreds of attempts for someone to get

in a daze when Marcus stepped into the secret space. I scurried after him at

Marcus picked up as he was too fast, but I forced myself

I entered, but an underground factory appeared in

us was an assembly line. There were workers dressed in silver protective suits handling unknown bottles on the conveyor belt. I was

“This way.”