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

I nodded silently. Indeed, it certainly isn’t an easy task to consider the issue from three perspectives in such a short time.

However, Ashton seemed to be still dissatisfied with her answers as he raised his brows and said in a slightly overbearing manner, “That’s it?”

Upon hearing that, dumbfoundedness flashed across Summer’s eyes instantly. She furrowed her brows temporarily before relaxing them in the next second. With apparent helplessness in her tone, she replied, “I’m sorry, Daddy, but I still couldn’t figure out the others at the moment.”

She had asked Ashton’s forgiveness twice in less than a minute. The atmosphere grew relatively tenser at that instant. Ashton had always subconsciously put his employees under tremendous pressure, and now, he applied it to Summer as well.

Knowing how hard it was to notice a subconscious habit, I could only interrupt jokingly to ease the tension, “All right, it’s all in the past. Why are you so serious in a family conversation? Summer is still young and lacks experience. You’re superior in this, so don’t keep her in suspense.”

As soon as Ashton looked at me with his dark eyes, he understood immediately. He then softened his expression before uttering, “I’m not asking you how to deal with the aftermath. What I’m trying to bring up is that what you plan to do after being schemed?”

Does that mean that he wants Summer to counterattack?

also caught on to the meaning behind his question. However, she seemed to be in a dilemma as she stammered and answered evasively, “Of course, I-I’ll not suffer in silence. In

eyes slowly before asking, “After getting beaten by someone out of no reason, instead of starting a row with

back to them at least tenfolds if they

worrying about something, Summer scrunched her face and lowered her eyes,

her action couldn’t escape his sharp eyes. “What are you worrying

a moment of silence, Summer raised her head but didn’t answer his question. Instead, she looked

and tucked some stray strands of hair behind

he noticed that something was off. He then asked blatantly, hitting the nail right

out a photo from her pocket and handed it

photo to me after glancing at it. Next, he crossed his legs and smirked, asking, “What is in your mind? Do you think

was a photo of Ashton and Rebecca like the one shown by Quince and the

hid the photo the moment Summer showed up, not wanting her to overthink it. Yet, I still failed to keep it from her