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

Ashton didn’t feel accomplished after being scolded by his daughter so when he took his seat, he teased John by saying, “You’re still so happy even after being scolded. You’re going to spoil Audrey.”

The latter put down his bowl said with a smile, “I just thought of Emma suddenly. That’s how she would reprimand me and I can’t believe that Audrey has picked up her stunts. Besides, what’s wrong with me spoiling her? She’s my niece so it’s none of your business. Any boy who tries to pursue her in the future will have to get my permission first.”

“Sons and daughters are ordained by the gods. There are very few others who have both a son and a daughter like me. Some people are destined to only have daughters while some are destined to only have sons. Blood kinship isn’t something that can be compared to a few simple words,” Ashton drawled in his low voice.

His mouth is simply too…

John was amused by Audrey earlier and was in a great mood. He wasn’t angry at his comment at all. Instead, he was serving the little girl a few dishes as if nothing had happened. “It’s okay. I won’t talk about anything fake. Having the household register is the real deal. Isn’t that right, Audrey?”

She knew nothing about the household register. All she knew was that her uncle had served her with her favorite dishes so she answered with a bright smile, “Yes!”

Ashton was flushed red with anger that he left the table immediately. However, he was probably afraid that Audrey would nag him again so he was very gentle when he put down his bowl. One wouldn’t have noticed that he was angry if they didn’t look carefully.

The little girl noticed that he had left when he had taken a few steps up the stairs. She asked in confusion while chewing on a piece of lobster meat, “Why isn’t Daddy eating anymore, Uncle John?”

her some dishes and gloated,

too much about

was nothing I could do about this. The Ashton who had lost his memories was indeed too weak, and it was

If this continued, he’d turn himself into a balloon and would be blown

with Ashton in front of the

know what we’re doing so you can just let us be,” John said

the conversation but I knew that he wouldn’t reply so I had no choice but to

in the study on

him a bowl of pasta and took it upstairs for him. I knew that he liked stronger flavors so I purposely added

desk. The light from the computer shone on his face and

made supper. I prepared a little extra. Do you want some?” I put the plate before him as I

it out relentlessly, “It has such strong flavors. Are you sure you made

face flushed red and I asked in embarrassment, “So do you want it or

lose control of my temper whenever I