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

Chapter 420

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.

loathing the

while for him to collect himself. The hotel staff began to

cleared his throat and broke the awkward silence. “Mr. Fuller, let’s head into the hotel

was a hallucination, but I could sense his body quivering ever so slightly—whether it

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

aura that made him stand out

but we are

surrounded him was so thick that I barely managed to squeeze past them to press the

was going and tripped on someone’s feet. I lost my balance and fell

and the pain shot up my thighs, spreading through my whole body. A hiss of agony escaped my

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

expected Ashton to stop in his tracks and approach me. He pulled me

grown even more

footing. Retracting my hand from his grip, I gave

tough exterior, I endured the pain in silence as

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

eyes riveted on me as he replied impassively,

his calm facade had I not noticed the tremble in his hand, which was shoved in his pocket. The movement was so imperceptible that

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

arranging Ashton’s schedule with Joseph? So why am I

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