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

Chapter 175 

With a sigh of relief, I lay down and got ready to sleep.

The next morning.

I woke up earlier than usual.

Ashton had not woken up yet and he was sleeping very soundly. Even then, his sleeping posture was very pleasant to the eyes. His neat and short black hair revealing his classic facial features which were well-defined.

It was the first time that I looked at his face so carefully.

His eyelashes were very long, his lips were tightly closed and the corners of his lips were turned down slightly!

This facial expression was an indication of constant alertness.

It had been said that people who slept with this posture were persistent and insistent on getting their way.

Indeed, Ashton fitted that description.

He had a broad chest, wide shoulders, and a narrow waist. Additionally, his legs were well-proportioned and slender!

His level of alertness was extremely high even when he was sound asleep.

He opened his pitch-black eyes suddenly with not the slightest bit of sleepiness and staring straight at me.

As our eyes met, I was taken aback for a moment but quickly returned to normalcy.

After a while, his tense body relaxed. His eyes narrowed and he stretched out his hand. “Come here?”

embarrassment of being caught looking at him in his sleep.

and gone to the market. The box of fruits that John brought earlier was still in the yard

decided I might as well just fill the fruits in a plate and brought some in. John was right. They were all fruits from R Province. The tomatoes were not very big but they tasted

When I was a kid, I always liked to eat that

I washed some and packed them

hospital, I would send them to her

stairs, I turned around to look and saw it was Ashton in grey pajamas. He was tall and slim and looked attractive even in

in?” It was still early and there was nothing

seemed cold but there was a compelling air about him. Sure enough, he looked at me for a

I put down my mobile phone and

and his voice was raspy. “Cats tend to be irritable and cranky when

desire,

I said nothing

matter how proper and well-dressed a man might be; he would become a horny ba*tard whenever he had sexual

he held back no more. His hands moved

continued and if

picked me up and stepped into the bathroom. Then, he turned on the shower before putting me on the edge of the bath. He put his arms around my

was not surprised, “Ashton,

low and seductive as he caught my hands and our fingers

We did not speak.

rolling in the tub for nearly an hour, I lay limp in his arms. He washed me and dressed me in

placed me

 finally had a good understanding of the saying – A hungry wolf is an angry

in the bathroom, I answered the

his voice, I realized that he had woken up too early and had