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

I was rendered speechless by his harsh remark. “Mr. Fuller, I think you have misunderstood me—”

He strode over and brought Gregory away from me with brute force before I could finish my sentence. “There are a lot of women who wish to become Mrs. Fuller, yet no one has tried something as silly as this.”

Halfway through his speech, he paused and signaled Gregory to stay away from me. Although the little boy was stubborn, he dared not defy his father’s instructions. Albeit unreluctantly, he inched away from me.

Ashton looked at me and spat out, “You’re a smart woman because you’re capable of utilizing your strength. Unfortunately, you have picked the wrong target. If you wish to become my wife, why don’t you come after me? You better stay away from him in the future. Otherwise, get yourself ready for the things that are in store for you.”

Huh? Is that a warning? Why does he make himself sound so superior?

At that point, I had had enough of the man’s arrogant remark. Suppressing my wrath, I repeated myself, “I’ll make myself clear for one last time—this is nothing more than a misunderstanding. I have no intention to approach your son, let alone be your wife. Although you’re not half bad in terms of look, you’re nothing more than a single parent with a son. I don’t see the need to waste my time with you.”

Since he didn’t bother to hold back against me, I decided to return the favor and went all out in front of him.

The man frowned when he heard my words. I could detect a hint of frustration through his eyes that had narrowed to a slit.

because he seemed to have gotten used to different women saying the

look and sturdy figure, it’s not entirely impossible for those who have ulterior goals to approach his son to win him

with ulterior goals, it makes me seem as suspicious as

son alone at once! Also, you should really keep a

“Mommy!”

turned around to look at him for

your father’s fault!

brought me there was still around. Therefore, I asked him to bring me back

in the villa had long tucked themselves in. Only a mere few faint sources of illumination were available. I tiptoed my way back into the

top of being dehydrated after heading out for two hours, I was afraid of being busted. My thirst became unbearable when I reached the stairs,

the kitchen. I looked in the direction of the door and noticed Marcus, who

an excuse.

excuse for me to disguise my trip, I played along with him and nodded.

the utility bills.