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

As both of them locked their gazes, not the slightest bit of surprise was traceable from their eyes. They knew of each other’s existence long ago.

At the moment, Christopher was even greeting Ashton smilingly and gestured to him by raising his wineglass slightly.

Infuriated by Christopher’s casualness, Ashton’s face fell as he clenched his fists furiously.

There were armed security personnel at every corner of the hall in order to secure the guests’ safety. Anyone who stirred up trouble would be arrested as a terrorist.

I knew Ashton too well. The veins protruding on his forehead was indication that he was seconds away from unleashing his fury. I trotted toward him without any hesitation.

“Ashton, stop!” I made it in time to hold his fists when he was about to stride toward Christopher.

Eventually, he cooled his head off and let out a deep breath after a good twenty seconds. All this while, I never loosened my grip on his fists.

His tension vanished when he caught a glimpse of my anxiety. After throwing another glance at Christopher, he held my hand and led me out through the side door.

Ashton finally slumped onto a long bench and let out a deep

know why I have been acting weird lately,” he said

had died over twenty years ago. If I did not see the man myself, I would have thought

for words,

against the back of the bench, Ashton stared into the distance. Even before I

the truth by chance when I was investigating Bill Young. My men who were trailing Armond Murphy were suspicious of him. They bribed his subordinates and took pictures of his private residence. Among the pictures, I spotted one of Bill Young playing golf with him. Even though it only showed his profile, I

Looks like he’s really aged and can’t make the right judgement now. How foolish of him to be on the same stance with Bill Young!” Ashton

twenty years, he has fooled me!

was feeling dejected, like a

he had asked me days

Time would heal everything. He just

sincerest moral support silently. I let him lie down in my arms, like how we did in J City the night before. I could not help him much. At least

despair, there was an incredible power within us. For our loved ones, we harnessed that power as a motivation to help us

to wallow in their despair. They knew the importance to stay rational and alert. After a while, Ashton was back to his usual self