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?”

very quickly. Glancing at Ashton who was beside him,

you

his protests, I stacked the clothes and stuffed 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

the clothes in hand, Gregory took two steps, then looked

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

up. He hugged the clothes

me, he happily

in a white two-piece

squat down in

version of Ashton. Hence, everything

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,

curved into crescents as he nodded

which child wouldn’t look forward to receiving clothes selected by his

but my casual remark was taken seriously by the man

next second, a cleared throat carrying a hint of warning