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

As soon as she left, Ashton and John shot each other withering glares, then turned to face different directions.

I was greatly amused by this scene. Indeed, everyone had an Achilles’ heel.

After staying to make sure war wasn’t about to break out again, I spun on my heels and walked toward my target destination.

When women shopped, we always struggled with indecision, and it was this syndrome that profited many luxury brands. Faced with two sets of clothing with styles that were both to my liking, I made the mistake most women made.

Something that obviously could have been solved in one minute, I used nearly ten minutes. In the end, I decided to just grab both sets.

When I went back to the others, everyone was standing by Audrey’s fitting room door, discussing about separating ways to search for me.

I broke into a small jog and called out, “I’m back, I’m back.”

“Well, finally. For a second there I thought you lost your way,” John said jokingly.

I shot him a deadpan look before bringing the clothes over to Gregory. Holding out one in each hand, I asked, “Which one do you like?”

Glancing at Ashton who was beside him, he shook his head and

you like

them into his arms, then gently pushed him into the fitting room. “How’s that the same? These were handpicked by me. You must try them on. Be a good boy and go on in. I’ll wait for

Gregory took two steps, then looked over his shoulder to gauge Ashton’s

in between the two of them, blocking them from each others’ views, and advised solemnly, “This is between you and me, okay? You

this, Gregory’s obsidian eyes lit up. He hugged the clothes to his

smile at me, he happily entered the

emerged in a

down in front of Gregory, carefully examining every inch of

was a miniature version of Ashton. Hence, everything looked

this is what a boy your age should look like. Usually, you either wear your school uniform, or just like your dad, you strut around in formal attire, which is ridiculously boring, if you ask me. From now

into crescents as he

wouldn’t look forward to receiving clothes selected

coax a child, but my casual remark was

second, a cleared throat carrying a hint of warning