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

John drove us to the city’s finest hotel. We proceeded straight into the presidential suite.

We had barely sat down when John began video calling the rest of our relatives in M Country. He fixed his phone on the table, angling it such that both Audrey and I also appeared within the frame.

Our call was picked up almost instantly.

The moment Zachary and Cameron flickered into view, their eyes almost immediately glimmered with tears. They seemed so overcome with emotion that they were unable to speak for a while.

Louis had since retired and was in high spirits. He thus spoke first, nodding contentedly, “We are happy to see that you’re doing well.”

I felt rather embarrassed in the face of these supposedly dear family members that I had absolutely no recollection of. They had evidently missed me, however, and I was moved by their affection. After approximately half an hour of conversation that flowed naturally after a while, we ended the call as Audrey was complaining of sleepiness.

John left his phone lying on the table and immediately picked Audrey up, carrying her into the room. As John delicately held Audrey in one arm, he patted her gently on the back with the other. It was the model image of fatherliness.

John ensured that Audrey was tucked into bed and turned off the lights before heading back into the living room.

as he took a seat beside

Ashton too had arranged for a chauffeur for me. I’d thus not had the chance yet to even come into contact with a steering wheel. “I think

own later. The chauffeur and the car are already waiting for you at the entrance of the hotel. I’ll stay

to leave?” I gaped at John in

the loose ends, there won’t be a need to look back and

John’s stoicism endearing. I was clearly very important to him that he was willing to put aside his immense hatred for Ashton to please

approached it cautiously. As I went near, I could hear the sound of the doors unlock. Thus,

that the chauffeur

have previously hired me to protect you and your children. After what happened, Mr. Stovall kept me in his service to await your return. You can ask me anything you like. There’s no need to feel shy,” she

comforted me. I

I replied her warmly. Fastening my seatbelt, I instructed,

the next second, Millie had revved the engines, and

the Fullers’ villa in less

as she