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

Chapter 218

Chapter 218

Ashton tends to do things this way too. I hung my head low at the sudden, intrusive thought about him while my nose wrinkled in discomfort.

Marcus did not notice my minute reaction. He merely grinned. “It’s not a waste. See, we’re using it now, aren’t we?”

We took a spin around the house. It didn’t look like we need to buy or replace anything, but the kitchen looked quite empty. Perhaps Marcus, assuming that I was not much of a cook, did not bother too much with the layout.

“Is there anything missing?” He said, changing the house key and fingerprint code to mine.

I nodded in response. “Since you’re free tonight, why don’t we cook at home? I can give Macy and Jackson a call later, invite them to join in. I should let them know I’m safe anyway. Ever since I left, it’s like I’ve been cut off from the outside world.”

Marcus nodded. He did not look too good, but I paid little mind to that.

We left the residence together and headed to the supermarket. There, we stocked up on basic cooking necessities, including rice, cooking oil, sugar, and salt. Marcus turned to me with a look of surprise. “You can cook?”

It was so embarrassing to have that question thrown at me. Impatiently, I rebutted, “Don’t underestimate me, alright? What makes you think I can’t cook?”

I picked a few seasonings and added bluntly, “Just you wait, I’ll show you what I’m capable of tonight!”

Laughter escaped him. He raised a hand, patted me on the head, and said, “Alright then. I’ll wait!”

I lifted my head and smiled at him. My eyes fell upon an item on the shelf behind him, so I asked for a favor, “Marcus, can you help me get that seasoning bag? I can’t reach it!”

as

stared at a target behind me, looking rather solemn. I froze,

around, but Marcus pulled me into

stern tone, “It’s getting late. Let’s

stunned, but before I could figure out what was going on, someone forcibly grabbed hold of my wrist and pulled me out

eagerness, and delight interwoven in a complicated mess. In short, the emotions reflected in his eyes were an impetuous, messy lot. The

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of what to do. My body stiffened, my heart began to ache, and the dense pain began to spread. Fear

In a moment, I broke off eye contact and

happened to the

dainty voice suddenly rang, and it

had already begun to show. She was standing next to a shopping cart stacked

these items before. They

reddened eyes, I was on the brink of emotional collapse.

Rebecca. No one expected I would turn

her time to respond at all. The next thing I knew, I tore at her delicately styled hair,

Rebecca, scared out of

me from behind. They had me tightly secured in their arms. A low,

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