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

After a short pause, I continued saying, “John, you know how Ashton became what he is today. It is Nicolas and his wife’s fault. Over the past twenty years, Ashton has trained himself into living like a tool for revenge, cold and unfeeling. He ignored me during the past six years because of his parent’s words.”

Soon, my eyes became watery. I turned to look at Ashton through my teary eyes. “Ashton has always been a hard-headed man who wouldn’t compromise for anyone. Or else, he would’ve married another woman a long time ago.”

My words brought mirth to Ashton’s eyes. Feeling pleased, he interlaced his fingers with mine.

John was sick of seeing our physical intimacy. He rose to his feet, looking down at us while voicing his dissatisfaction, “I don’t have the time watching you guys acting lovey-dovey. Anyway, I have asked my subordinate to investigate the matter. If I receive bad news, Ashton Fuller, don’t blame me for not giving you a chance.”

Hearing that, Ashton turned to face John. “Oh, my dear brother-in-law, why are you so angry? I didn’t tell you I was the one sending the letter, did I?”

John’s face darkened, his expression demanding an explanation from Ashton.

Meanwhile, Ashton watched as his hand toyed mine, caressing my finger joints. In a casual tone, he spoke up, “Most of the time, a clever hunter would appear in the form of prey. My subordinate has indeed visited M Country. However, the purpose of me asking the elders back is to use them as baits instead of hostages.”

on the back of

explained his plan to make the mastermind suffer from his own

was still pulling a long face, staring at us as

 Just then, the maid knocked on the

coldly,

in came the very maid who was outside the study earlier. The

before asking John, “Mr. Stovall, here’s your coffee as per your order. Are you going to have it here or in your

away.” John waved his hand dismissively as he stood up. While making his way toward the door,

study, leaving the maid scratching her head while holding the tray with the

shook my head at John’s childishness. Then, I dismissed the maid, “You can leave now. John doesn’t need the coffee anymore. Let

“Yes, Mrs. Fuller.”

left the study