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

“Audrey likes him, so what can I do?” asked Emma. “You’re just a pot calling the kettle black. Based on how you spoil children, if it were you, wouldn’t the result be just the same?”

John did not get the response that he was hoping for. He pursed his lips and helplessly said, “We were talking about the children. Why did you start criticizing me instead? Oh, woe is me…”

Emma glared at him with narrowed eyes and didn’t bother to respond to him.

These two were destined to be a bickering couple.

Drew went along with Gregory. Of course, Emma and John followed closely behind.

Ashton and I trailed behind some distance away from the rest of them.

Side by side, we walked through the corridor together. It was a rare moment for the two of us. Looking at the lanky young boy shuffling along at the back, I felt a flurry of mixed emotions in my heart.

I was not against Ashton doing charity, but how he did it did not sit well with me. Even though he did so out of consideration for Audrey, we couldn’t foresee what would happen in the future. Maybe one day, the boy would grow up and think that he was humiliated and started to harbor evil thoughts.

in a serious tone, “I don’t like the look in this boy’s eyes. He may look young, but he doesn’t have the youthful exuberance of a young lad. His eyes are like

Just like that person.

my own thoughts when I felt a familiar warmth on my shoulder. I turned my head. Ashton had slid his

had it all under control, somehow managed to put me at

ahead of me the whole time. My worry was all for

smiled and agreed to his plan. “If necessary, I can be the bad guy. Audrey is already not that close with you. I

husband and wife need to

arm and smiled to himself. I

apparent that our concern was not unfounded. Audrey was very fascinated with this boy who followed us back from the

ordered our maid to see to the boy’s cleaning up. Every few minutes, Audrey would approach

made me

we could never know what covert schemes were simmering in their hearts. Not to mention this time around, we have an

contemplation, I called over

smile while tenderly stroking his wet hair that was sticking to his head after a wash, “can you do