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

I knew Ashton was infuriated, but this was ultimately still his company. There was no need to make a ruckus here. Besides, knowing his personality, Nancy’s showbiz career was probably over.

“I’m fine, it’s just a small injury. Speaking of which, what shall we eat?”

He took a few moments to compose himself. While holding my hands, Ashton proclaimed reassuringly, “You’re my woman. You don’t need to give in to anyone.”

His obsidian eyes bored into Vanessa menacingly. “It’s basic courtesy to return one a favor.”

Upon hearing his words, she collapsed to the ground, begging repeatedly. Her voice quivered. “Mr. Fuller, I know my mistake! I didn’t do it on purpose, I’ll apologize to her! I beg you, please let us off this time.”

Her words fell on deaf ears. With his unchanging look, he continued, “Can an apology resurrect the dead?”

Vanessa knew there was no getting through to him. She wiped off her tears and turned towards me. “Ms. Stovall, I didn’t mean to hurt you! Hit me back all you want. But just this once! Please convince Mr. Fuller to let Nancy off the hook.”

Ashton remained unresponsive. He turned towards me, his expression softened. “Will your palms be ok?”

He took my hands in his as he spoke, gesturing for me to open up my palms. Then he looked right at Vanessa.

Taking it as her queue to come in, she stood up and stopped right in front of me.

in a flash. Before my brain could process anything, Vanessa was already bleeding from the corners of her lips.

nothing to reduce his rage. The

glared at Vanessa, voice cold, “Don’t let

stared at Nancy. Although he said nothing, it was enough to convey his hatred towards

in his, Ashton reminded, “Next time, don’t show any mercy. There’s nothing to feel bad about.” Just then, he remembered the other two present in the studio. Stacey and Joseph’s failure to protect me

for me, but he shouldn’t blame them for my

that the score was even, I tugged on Ashton’s elbow and asked, “Are

before giving a light tap on my nose. He had no qualms about showering

the studio. Once outside, I let out a sigh.

expected. Behind me, there were loud

exactly is the

car, then there was finally some respite.

smiled as his fingers trailed down my cheeks. “No. She’s not worthy to be compared

in embarrassment. Did he become gentler? The truth was, Ashton had not. He had only gotten more ruthless over the past four years. What made the difference was, he was now good at concealing

villa, Summer was having fun with

here. I turned and asked, “Were you the one who brought her