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 this boy’s eyes. He may look young, but

Just like that person.

a familiar warmth on my shoulder. I turned my head. Ashton had slid his arm around me and enveloped me in a comforting side

way,” replied Ashton. Each step he took was calm and steady. The way he spoke, as if he had it all under control, somehow managed to put me at ease. “My daughter will grow up safely and peacefully. No one can disrupt that. A few days later, I will look for a chance to send the boy away. By that time, I’ll need you, my dear

me the whole time.

already not that close with you. I do not

maintain a happy family life, husband and wife need to work together as a

I wasn’t sure if he took what I said to

not unfounded. Audrey was very fascinated with this boy who followed us back from the orphanage. She

maid to see to the boy’s cleaning up. Every

me

start of sinking into a bottomless pit. Even with familiar people, 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 Gregory to

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