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

“Ashton.” I held his clenched fist in my hands, letting him know that he still had me by his side.

However, Christopher was by no means a good person who would want the better for Ashton. I did know what the man said to him, but Ashton could not seem to stand another word from him. He hurled his phone into the distance, smashing it into a thousand pieces.

Being the head of the Fuller Corporation in J City, Charlie had a great social influence within his community. After his tragic death, the police formed a special task force overnight to investigate the accident. The report was out the next day.

The car crash that took the lives of the couple was declared to be a motor vehicle accident.

Ashton wasted no time in arranging Charlie and Helen’s funeral.

Although the Fullers did not have any close relatives, they had plenty of friends in J City. Many came as a sign of respect for George as well. Hence, many people showed up at Charles and Helen’s house that day.

After a long exchange of pleasantries with the guests, Ashton and I headed into the study behind the living room for a short moment of silence. A moment later, Joseph followed us inside.

“Mr. Fuller,” the man greeted respectfully.

Slumped onto the sofa, Ashton was too burnt out. He did not bother opening his eyes to look at Joseph as he asked, “Did you find anything?”

car crash. The car suddenly got out of control and

DNA report. How difficult would it

same tactic to run away, and he had lived peacefully ever since. Now, the same old trick had been played again; a fatal blow

ordered Joseph to continue to search for

Knock! Knock!

door, saying apologetically, “Mr.

was time for us to

and adjusted his sleeves before striding

service was somber,

I believe they’re at a better

going accordingly as planned. However, when a woman with a dramatic derby hat caught

an

her chin held high, and there was no sadness or

eyes at me, sizing me up, before following the other guests and placed a