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

Chapter 447

I looked away and avoided his gaze, but he took me by surprise with an amorous kiss.

It took me a short while to pull myself together. “Summer is still in Glenwood Apartments! I need to return to her!”

Staring at me, he said, “I have gotten in touch with Jackson. He told me he would look after Summer. Since you’re back, don’t you think you’re supposed to live with me?”

My brows furrowed. “But we’re already divorced!”

“I have never signed the agreement.” He uttered in a hoarse voice.

He then lifted me up and brought me into the villa against my will. It was only then that I noticed we had made our way back to the villa at Peakville Estate.

Apart from the exterior of the villa, nothing much had changed over the past four years.

I felt uncomfortable being carried by him. Hence, I insisted, “I can walk on my own!”

“It’s fine. Just close your eyes and take a break.”

I found his words absurd because it was only a short distance that would take me a few minutes at most.

The moment we entered the living room, I was caught off guard by the presence of Sally and Nancy.

Sally. In spite of her pale and haggard face, it didn’t impact the noble presence she was

duo who

written all over her scrunched-up face. Staring at Ashton, she

with a frown, “Aunt Sally, I believe that’s none of your business.” His tone was flat and emotionless, indicating to her

“Ashton, since you guys are divorced, why can’t you

late. I believe it’s time for you to leave!” He made himself clear that he wanted his aunt

a

but sigh when I realized I had indirectly offended Sally once

have everything you need in the bedroom. Nothing much has

She seemed to be having

knew the emotions associated with that look—I was certain she was

sort of relationship she had with Ashton

Fuller!” Nancy called out, her voice echoed in the spacious

around and queried with a frown. It was evident he was irked

lips pursed, “I have something regarding the deal with HiTech to

six in the evening. Since we’re three hours beyond work

and asked, “You’re twenty-six-year-old, aren’t you, Ms. Goldstein? I’m sure you know the appropriate time to bring work up, don’t you? It doesn’t feel great to have a stranger in the house. I’m not sure

wrath, no ordinary woman could

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