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

took a while for him to collect himself. The hotel staff began to fidget uneasily, suspecting that they had

him best. When he noticed the depth of Ashton’s gaze on me, he cleared his throat and broke the

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

away from me and

that made him stand out

 This is a reunion of sorts, but we are nothing more than

to press the elevator button—a feat that would have been impossible had

attention to where I was going and tripped on

up my thighs, spreading through my whole body. A hiss of agony

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

to stop in his tracks and approach me. He pulled me to my feet

grown even more handsome in the past four years. “Are you

head and found my footing. Retracting my hand from his grip, I gave him a

exterior, I endured the pain in silence

Fuller, this is Ms. Stovall, otherwise known as Scarlett. She is in charge of reception at the hotel and will be arranging your itinerary

me as he replied impassively,

tremble in his hand, which was shoved in his pocket. The movement was so imperceptible that it almost

left to attend to other matters. Joseph looked at me and spluttered, “Mrs. Fu— Ms. Stovall, you can go over Mr. Fuller’s

pursed my lips. Under normal circumstances, shouldn’t I be arranging Ashton’s schedule with Joseph? So why am I

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