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

Rebecca and the man came downstairs after dinner was served. The young man was especially hungry, for he immediately reached out to steal a bite. Alas, Ashton hit him with a fork to stop his action.

The man hissed in pain and was about to lash out when he met Ashton’s dark gaze. At once, he slumped down and hopped toward the bathroom. “Thank you, Mr. Fuller. I shall go wash my hands now.”

Ashton remained silent, and Rebecca didn’t side with either of them. She went to the basement and grabbed a bottle of wine.

Finally, the four of us took our seats. Rebecca’s boyfriend sat beside her, and Ashton took a seat beside me. Though it felt somewhat strange, at least the situation was a harmonious one.

The only problem was that Rebecca wore a foul expression as though she was mad at everyone.

When her boyfriend picked up his fork to begin eating, Rebecca slapped his hand. “Get me two glasses.”

It had been less than ten minutes since he was last stopped from eating. The young man seemed unhappy, but he dared not go against Rebecca. He stood up obediently and trudged away in his slippers to get the wine glasses as requested. The glasses were lined up before her neatly.

Rebecca filled both glasses and placed the cork back into the bottle. She grabbed one glass and gulped the contents down.

Her boyfriend did the same before turning his attention to the food. As his gaze was practically devouring the food, it was clear that he had exercised a lot this afternoon.

glass, Rebecca plonked it back to the table. She

Handing it to Ashton, she jutted

Ashton gave no response.

up. “Are you looking

the glass from her. He avoided the area where her lips touched earlier and downed the

to her feet and grabbed the glass

refuse her offer. Thus, I finished the wine

then flipped the glass upside down and shook it to show that I didn’t try to

during business talks, parties, and even when you were mad

like Ashton had said earlier, Rebecca would feel upset if we were

instead of burying the hatchet, Rebecca started guffawing in a strange

perplexed

the wine opener and showed us the part that dug into the cork. A tiny mechanism

right into

realize what was going on. He slammed the table and stood up, but the drug immediately took effect. Falling

blurry, so I shook my head hastily to stay