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

Chapter 260

I guess I shouldn’t get my hopes high since I was talking to a drunkard.

As soon as he heard my words, he stared at me with his abysmal pair of eyes and a frowned look. He was cradling me in his arms while caressing my head,

I pushed him away because I knew what he had in his mind. “Marcus, you’re drunk!”

Nevertheless, the man didn’t even budge the slightest. Since we were next to the street, I was afraid I would push him off to the bustling streets and get him involved in an accident.

In the end, we ended up behaving as though we were making out in the middle of nowhere, being lovey-dovey in public.

“Marcus-” I yelled at him to express my frustration because he started running his hands behind my back.

Before I could reprimand him, I felt him being lunged away from me full force. A few seconds later, I heard a muffled grunt from him.

By the time I returned to my senses, Ashton and Marcus had gotten involved in an intense fight. To be precise, Ashton started beating Marcus to a pulp with all his might.

Within a few seconds, Marcus’ face was bruised. Perhaps because he was awfully drunk, he was defenseless against Ashton and allowed the brutal man to throw several consecutive punches at his face relentlessly.

I sprinted over and grasped the hem of Ashton’s shirt to stop him. As I was worried that something bad would happen, I warned him, “Ashton, stop! He’s going to die for real if you keep going on!”

Ashton’s expression darkened, and then he asked callously, “Are you worried about him?”

I responded with a frown while Marcus remarked sarcastically, “Scarlett, I knew it! You still care about me, don’t you?”

To be honest, I was completely speechless because of the things Marcus said in front of Ashton – it sounded as though Marcus had a death wish and couldn’t wait for Ashton to send him to hell.

got increasingly infuriated and dragged the man that was pinned to the ground up, throwing punches at him without showing him any

lost his mind – he wouldn’t stop grinning no matter how brutal Ashton was. “Ashton, the more you beat

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words worked like a charm as Ashton cast him to the ground and

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another muffled grunt from the drunk yet brutally beaten-up man when he struggled to bring

to Marcus’ side once more, I got in his way and stopped him in a calm manner. “Ashton,

panting heavily. “This jerk asked

to stay away from the heavily injured man to prevent further conflicts. Thankfully, Richard rushed out when he heard the commotion. “Mr. Blackwood, can you do me a favor and bring Mr. White to the

a nod and a smirk. He proceeded to bring Marcus up and brought

me in the eyes to

the entire

“I-L… H-He’s drunk!”

“So what about it?”

What does he mean? What am I supposed to

was the one who drank too much and ended up being drunk! Speaking of which, I ran into Stacey in the restaurant just now. She seemed to

replied with a frown and raised his volume because he was enraged. “Scarlett, stop trying to

couldn’t believe he managed to see right through my

because I knew

man broke the silence, asking indifferently since I was dead silent. “Aren’t

I? You have no intention

stuttered in return because he was at a loss for better words to rebuke my statement. All of

“Why don’t you beat me up just like how you have beaten Marcus to a pulp? I mean, if it helps, why not,

that was the only thing

yet he replied indifferently, “I’ll definitely take you out someday