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

“But why?” Rose was clearly stumped by my sudden estrangement. Nonetheless, she was the wife of the general manager of Cruise Corporation, so she had the ability to read between the lines. In no time, she nodded in acknowledgment. “I got it. Don’t worry, Scarlett. Nick and I will remember to do as you said.”

No sooner had she finished speaking than the elevator came to a stop. Rose insisted on seeing me out.

When we arrived at the entrance, a boy of about Audrey’s height blocked our path with a toy gun in his hand.

The boy was all smiles and appeared exceedingly cheerful. He seemingly knew me, but he mistook Rose for me. Looking up at Rose with a silly smile on his face, he inquired, “Are you Ms. Scarlett?”

Rose chuckled the moment she heard that and self-deprecatingly remarked, “Nick often tells me that I used to look just like your biological sister, Letty.”

As she said that, she crouched. Pinching the boy’s arm, she asked, “Why are you looking for Ms. Scarlett, sweetie? Why don’t you tell me?”

“Are you Ms. Scarlett?” The boy was still smiling, but the toy gun in his hand was so realistic that it transported me back to the scene on the cruise ship the day before. I remembered that Garrett’s subordinate’s gun was of the same model.

Rose was tickled pink by his stubbornness. “Haha, just tell me what it is. When I hear it, Ms. Scarlett will also know about it!”

“Then, you must be Ms. Scarlett,” the boy affirmed in emphatic tones this time.

I urged since I

to tell him the

Bang!

sound of a gunshot broke the silence at the mall

splattered onto the ground a near distance from where Rose was

second and third gunshots rang

body and whizzed past my cheek, spattering

was as though there was a drizzle, and

boy’s hand was no toy gun

true love for a few years, but she was lying in a pool of blood at

be merely six or seven years old laughed maniacally with her blood on his face. Aiming his gun at Rose, who had gone

felt as though they were weighed down with a heavy boulder, giving me no way

see every gunshot hitting Rose so

the devil right then, taking such

have finally felt the pain. Her chest heaved, and blood gushed out of her mouth. I could seemingly hear her moaning in