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

I walked toward the car and bent down to open the door.

However, I was interrupted before my hand made contact with the cool metal.

“Please, allow me!”

The man’s low, clear voice was familiar to me.

I reflexively lifted my eyes. A wave of astonishment washed over me as recognition clicked in my head. I realized in a split second that the developer in question was none other than Ashton.

Joseph appeared to be taken aback too. He flinched when he met my gaze before withdrawing his hand. He backed away and gestured toward the car. “Please.”

I went rigid. It would be a lie to say that I was unruffled, but the shock only lasted for a brief moment.

I quickly regained my composure and opened the car door with deference.

A pair of polished leather shoes appeared, followed by the man’s slender physique. He stood tall, his gaze shrewd but indifferent.

He glared frostily at Joseph, his imposing voice brimming with displeasure as he spoke, “Joseph, you…” He faltered midsentence. His hands, which were straightening his suit moments ago, froze in midair as if someone had cast a spell on him.

His sudden silence garnered the attention of everyone present, and they peered over with curiosity.

frowned, loathing the

staff began to fidget uneasily, suspecting that

the depth of Ashton’s gaze on me, he cleared his throat and broke the awkward silence. “Mr. Fuller, let’s head into the hotel

a hallucination, but I could sense his body quivering ever so slightly—whether it was due to excitement or ire would

tore his eyes away from me and wordlessly entered the hotel, escorted by a

him

sighed. This is a reunion of sorts, but we are nothing more than strangers. The bitter irony was not

surrounded him was so thick that I barely managed to squeeze past them to press the elevator button—a feat that would have been

was going and tripped on someone’s feet. I lost my balance and fell face-forward to

knees hit the ground with a thud, and the pain shot up my

over quickly. After all, it was understandable that one would fall over

stop in his tracks and

to him. He had grown even more handsome in the past four

my head and found my footing. Retracting my hand from

endured the pain in silence as I staggered to

introduced me to Ashton once we stepped into the elevator. “Mr. Fuller, this is Ms. Stovall, otherwise known as Scarlett. She is in charge of reception at the hotel and will

riveted on me as he

would have believed his calm facade had I not noticed the tremble in his hand, which was shoved in his pocket. The movement was so imperceptible that it almost escaped my notice, but it

key card to the room and left to attend to other matters. Joseph looked at me and spluttered,

I be arranging Ashton’s schedule with Joseph? So why am I going over it