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

hotel staff began to fidget uneasily, suspecting

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

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

a long standstill, he tore his eyes away from me and wordlessly entered

made him

 This is a reunion of sorts, but we are nothing more than strangers. The bitter irony was

past them to

on someone’s feet. I

my

situation, my embarrassing predicament would have blown over quickly. After all, it was understandable that

tracks and approach me. He pulled me to my feet

been good to him. He had grown even more handsome

hand from

exterior, I endured the pain in silence as

as Scarlett. She is in charge of reception at the hotel and will be

eyes riveted on me as he replied impassively,

in his hand, which was shoved in his pocket. The movement was so imperceptible that it almost escaped my notice, but it was

looked at me and spluttered, “Mrs. Fu— Ms.

schedule with Joseph? So why am I going over it

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