I still hadn’t forgiven him for forcing himself on me the previous night, so I pretended not to have heard him.

“Scarlett!” he repeated, this time more forceful.

“Gregory said he had never eaten his mother’s homemade breakfast, so I made some to coax him. Is that what you want too, Mr. Fuller? Then again, I wouldn’t want to make your stomach upset from my food,” I replied, still refusing to make eye contact with him.

My snarky tone riled Ashton up, and he was about to rebuke me when one of his staff announced, “Mr. Campbell has arrived, Mr. Fuller.”

Now that he had work to tend to, Ashton shot an angry glance at me before stalking out in a huff.

Once I could no longer hear footsteps, I snuck a glance at the stairs.

So it seems like Ashton isn’t that easy to provoke.

There were still no signs of the man coming back even after twenty minutes had passed. When the maid started to clear the table, I decided to ask if she knew where he was.

“Mr. Fuller is currently in the study with Mr. Campbell.”

my mood as I trudged my way up the

room. I tried to eavesdrop on their conversation by placing my ear against the door, but it

up the courage

almost immediately; it was Ashton who

of letting

my lips and sulked. “Don’t you want

eat whatever Gregory had. I’m not picky,”

 Is he trying to compete with

to force yourself to make it if you don’t want to,

that, Ashton nodded toward the stairs behind me, hinting

“What do you take me for, Ashton? Did you bring me here so you can order

as he leaned against the door, I could see Joseph behind him, holding on to a stack of documents. “Don’t you want your memories

are you two

curled into a smirk. “Something you’d

was so annoyed at the way he was keeping me in suspense, but even I had to agree that the temptation he threw out was too great

back into the kitchen and

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