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

Alexander, now irritated by Marcus’ confrontation, turned around and scowled, “Who the hell are you?”

An intense fight was about to break out because Alexander was on the verge of losing his cool after Marcus warned him to stay away from me.

After Marcus checked on me and ensured everything was fine, he answered, “I’m her friend. What about you?”

“Oh! What a coincidence! I’m her friend too!” As a foreigner, Alexander was slightly taller than Marcus. He tucked his arm and announced with his chest held high, “I’m her best friend’s boyfriend! I don’t need to introduce myself anymore, right?”

Marcus narrowed his eyes and replied indifferently, “She’s my fiancée.”

“Y-You…” Alexander’s cheeks reddened in wrath. He could barely suppress his emotions anymore. “Stop lying! I have never heard of Scarlett being engaged to another man!”

“I’m pretty sure there are plenty of things you have never heard of. I think I should inform you that I have been keeping her company over the past few years.”

Marcus spoke nonchalantly, yet he made himself clear he was superior to Alexander in terms of his relationship with me.

I was sitting in between the two men, so things quickly grew awkward for me. I couldn’t see why they started getting worked up over a trivial issue.

“Scarlett, is he telling the truth?

gotten overly worked up,

silence, obviously having

“I—”

have her meal because she’s currently not in her prime. If there’s nothing

with the

stuffed because of

him and queried with a vicious smirk, “Alexander, is

old friend of mine!” Alexander replied in a petulant manner and warned the woman, “Hold it right there, Mom! I

have you gotten so worked up? You just behaved as if your girlfriend had turned her back against you.” His mother directed the rhetorical question at him, yet she

away from her son. She must have driven countless

stirring things up! Please leave us alone.

embarrassed by his mother’s confrontation. He had no choice but to bring her back to their table. Prior to his departure, he

sounds like a woman’s name. Is she

interacting with me throughout our meal. Perhaps it was because he