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

It was plain as day from Savannah’s voice that she was feigning calmness. However, it was uncertain whether it was to reassure Joseph or to mislead the men waiting to pounce at their house at that very moment.

“Don’t be afraid.” Joseph’s hand tightened around his phone, his angular profile reflected through the rear-view mirror. “I’ll rush home right away.”

Hanging up the phone, he promptly floored the gas pedal with his entire focus on the figure at the red light. Some time later, he remembered that I was still sitting in the back seat and glanced over his shoulder. His face was devoid of expression as he asserted, “I’m sorry, but I can only drive you thus far, Mrs. Fuller. Please alight from the car.”

Despite hearing him, I couldn’t possibly turn a blind eye to his predicament, so I offered, “All this is because of me and my husband, so I’ll go with you.”

Joseph’s brows creased deeply. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Fuller. Don’t take this the wrong way, but I personally feel that things will be much simpler without you making an appearance.”

A feeling of being mistrusted permeated my entire being. For an instant, I was at a loss for words, not quite knowing what I should say to express my sincerity.

In that mere two seconds of stalemate, Joseph made the choice for me. Climbing out of the car, he opened the car door nearest to me without the slightest hesitation and stated firmly, “Here you go, Mrs. Fuller.”

their own troubles,

already turned green. The cars at the back were honking incessantly, signaling us to make way for them, causing the bustling urban area to grow all the

manifested on Joseph’s calm and unruffled countenance that was all too similar to Ashton’s poised face. “Have you forgotten the three slaps earlier, Mrs. Fuller? For old times’ sake, please buy some time for my wife and kids.

Rebecca couldn’t have found an opportunity to

tip of his nose turned red from his emotional state. As I gazed at his face, the scene of John getting beaten

couldn’t bear having anyone else getting hurt even worse because of me. I immediately

before he nodded

shut with a bang. Getting back into the car, he swiftly started the

so Ashton definitely

side of the road, I inwardly

the past few days—aloof, vicious, arrogant,

and shared a bed with him for so many years, could there be telepathy between us? If so, those