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

“It’s fine. I need to attend to something nearby, so I’m not heading back home yet. Thank you, Ms. Schmidt,” I thanked her gratefully.

“You’re welcome.” Freja looked down and shut the door. She then ordered the chauffeur to leave.

Soon, the car sped off.

I watched as the car disappeared from sight and heaved a long sigh of relief. Finally, I could take a breather alone.

It was peak hour, and I didn’t want to be stuck in a jam for hours. That would be too agonizing. After calming down, I walked into the commercial district slowly.

When I walked past a café, the aroma of coffee caught my attention. Thus, I went in and sat down at a table before ordering a hot Americano with half a spoonful of sugar.

Ashton was the only person who loved drinking an Americano without adding any sugar.

I pondered for a while before dialing Jackson’s number.

before he answered. “Scar? How are you?”

merely trying my luck,

the middle of a war,” came

for there didn’t seem to

What about you? Why did you call me?”

in the same city, but now that we were on different continents, he still remembered every bit of detail about

chuckled. Going straight to the point, I asked, “You major in psychology, right? I have a question. If a man is in love with a woman but ignores and avoids communicating with her, what the hell

Ashton?” Jackson responded. “The media in M Country has reported about him and Rebecca. That

I’m not talking about him.” I scratched my head and flashed a helpless smile. “This

wasn’t nice to play with someone else’s feelings. Jackson was innocent, so I didn’t want to air my dirty deeds before

likes someone, the more afraid he is to face that person. It

deliberately put emphasis when he mentioned my so-called friend to highlight his sarcasm to tease me like the

words and mumbled to myself,