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

“Oh, wait. Does that mean…” I trailed off, realization dawning on me.

Despite everything she said, she still couldn’t bring herself to cut connections with Alexander!

All this time, Emery had been secretly watching as he fought to win her love back. His messages were read but ignored, and his phone calls that came through were deliberately missed. Although she had betrayed none of her emotions, she had been struggling to hold herself back from accepting him as well. That was until she finally caved.

Before this, I always thought Emery showed impressive rationality when it came to relationships and was capable of weighing her advantages and disadvantages in each relationship accurately, whether it was in the case of Hunter or Alexander. Even if she might not step back from them completely, she would always keep herself in the most invulnerable position possible.

However, this rationality obviously did not apply to a relationship with a man like Alexander. Judging from her behavior, it was evident that he had turned into an irregular variable in her life.

I leaned against Ashton’s chest, patting him lightly. “How is it that you know so much about Emery? Have you sent someone to spy on her on something?”

“Of course not.” He reached out to hold my hand. “Alexander’s current status could be considered top in the industry right now. There are eyes on him at all times. I hardly need a spy to know what he’s been up to. However, I won’t deny I’ve indeed taken action a few times to help those two suppress news about themselves.”

His words clearly implied that the news was sexual in nature. Eyes widening, I giggled as I playfully probed him to reveal more. “News? What sort of news?”

locked above my head in a death grip. “Since you’re so interested in the details, why don’t I

hand slithered beneath the hem of my lingerie and traveled upward, asserting its presence

about it, I immediately pleaded, “I’m sorry, Hubby! It was

his nose against mine fondly. “How dare you reject me after accepting my

mean the s-soup you prepared for

couldn’t possibly have done that

course,” he answered softly. “Now that you’ve drunk it all, don’t you think you need to do something to burn off

stared back at him, fully regretting ever drinking that

simply not in the mood to satisfy his wishes that

sorting out work matters with Summer, and I even went shopping after

having absolutely no confidence that my attempt was at all sufficient in convincing the hungry beast before my

compliant. He slipped off my body and lay back down beside me without another

spoke up languidly. “Well, there’s no such thing as secrets in this world, especially not when it comes to a famous