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

I sighed. Wouldn’t that be nice? But John was family to me after all.

“Hannah is a really good woman,” I said. “Once John loses her, it’ll be forever.”

Leaning his head on my shoulder, Ashton said moodily, “What can you do then?”

“If Uncle Louis finds out, perhaps he could let Hannah into the Stovall family.” John had always been respectful to Uncle Louis.

He lifted his head to stare at me thoughtfully. “You’ve investigated Hannah’s past?”

I frowned, confused about his question. “Even if her background’s inferior, Uncle Louis isn’t one to be bothered about it. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have acknowledged me publicly and entered me into the Stovall’s family register.”

He raised his brows and said, “Louis may not care about the girl’s family background, but he’ll care about her personal experiences. These past thirty years, you’ve had a clean record being the Moore family’s daughter, my wife, and a graduate. These could make Louis accept you, but Hannah doesn’t have those.”

“Even though she didn’t graduate college nor marry into a wealthy family, she’s elegant and dignified. That alone will satisfy Uncle Louis.”

Holding me, he smiled weakly. “Things aren’t always as simple as it seems, Scarlett.”

Out of nowhere, Summer ran over and insisted that Ashton play with her. Unable to decline her, they left alongside each other.

seated in the chair, uncertain what sort of past Hannah had that could

at me and said, “Since you’re back to K City, you should take Summer home. After all, you and Mr. Fuller are divorced. The longer you stay here, the

was unwilling to see me and Ashton

as he

was exhausted and fell asleep right on the living room

into the doorframe and caged in by him. “Four years ago, I didn’t sign the divorce agreement. We’re still lawfully married. Is it not okay for a married couple to live under

at his willful appearance, I burst out laughing. Tilting my head,

been for Summer waking up groggily

City was occasionally

for several consecutive days, bored from having

I went to peel some fruits in the kitchen before sending them to Summer at her school. However, I was denied access and had to send them to Ashton at

had given me a car to

ago, it was merely one of the many inconspicuous companies in the industry. Yet now, it had turned

wouldn’t be heavy and carried the lunch box with me while I headed toward

dark skies lit up whenever lightning struck. The bad weather didn’t seem to be stopping

taking shelter right at the entrance when I squeezed past them to

approach the reception but