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

He slowly forced his eyes open and mumbled, “It’s so noisy… “

What? I’m doing everything for him, yet he treats me with such disdain?

I rolled my eyes at him in frustration and decided that was the last straw. “Is anybody out there? There’s something wrong with Mr. Fuller. Please come up immediately!”

I had already known how much of a control freak Ashton was. The second floor of his house was his personal space, and he didn’t like having anyone coming around other than for cleaning duties. Thankfully, I was with him when he had his seizure. Otherwise, it’d have been a while before anyone found him.

Before any of his staff could reply, Ashton muttered, “I’ll throw you out if you speak again.”

I looked down at him and saw his bloodshot eyes staring back. The worst seemed to be over, and I finally heaved a sigh of relief.

“You can throw me out if you like. But if you don’t let go of my hand, you might end up getting thrown with me.”

When Ashton realized what he had done, he pulled his hand back immediately and staggered to get back up on his feet.

his grip, I tried to get up from my kneeling

had gone numb from having knelt

rushed forward to help me up. He then quickly let me go before taking a step back. “You can leave now,” he ordered. I looked at him incredulously and crossed my arms in annoyance. “Mr. Fuller, where have your manners gone? I just saved your life after all. Shouldn’t you at

have lost my manners. If you don’t mind being taken advantage of, you may stay here for as

had nothing left to say

how someone as atrocious and misogynistic as him could have a

had enough. There was no point in staying and trying to reason with someone that obstinate. My leg was still numb, but I couldn’t care less as I limped my way

when Ashton suddenly wrapped his arms around

had to hold

as I looked up at Ashton, who had a cheeky grin on as his eyes sparkled

this guy trying to

please behave yourself and let me down!” I warned through

and you’re their mother-to-be. How do you expect me to behave?” he questioned while carrying me toward the bedroom. The tone in his voice was casual