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

Before I could finish my words, he had come out of the president’s personal elevator and zoomed through the crowd hastily. His typically refined and imposing self was sweating in a panic.

His good looks never failed to make him stand out in the crowd.

Lowering the phone, I headed toward his direction and fell into his embrace, my arms finding their way around his waist. I leaned against his chest and said, “I’m alright. I don’t fear the thunder.”

It had been years since. Witnessing him being so worried caused my heart to clench.

Surprised by my unexpected appearance, he pulled me in and gave me a tight hug. But when I returned to my senses, I couldn’t help but be embarrassed as I recalled that this was the Fuller Corporation lobby and I had dashed into his embrace in the presence of everyone.

My face flushed when I lifted my head and realized all the pairs of eyes that were staring at us. “I was bored alone at home so I brought you some fruits.”

He chuckled, tucking a stray of hair of mine behind my ear as he held me. “Let’s go to the office and eat them then.”

Under the gaze of others, I entered the elevator with him, sighing on the inside. Gossip was bound to spread within the Fuller Corporation’s employees in no time.

Joseph had been teetering anxiously when we reached the office area. At the sight of Ashton’s return, his face broke into a wide, relieved grin. “ Mr. Fuller, will you speak with the Starlight Group? Mr. Parker is exceptionally difficult. Since they initiated the meeting, they must be planning to collaborate with the Fuller Corporation.”

As he was only an assistant, all he could do was make suggestions.

middle of a meeting. Seeing as Joseph had asked,

rain had reduced to a drizzle. Turning his head back to me, he lightly tapped me on my nose and

his office. With the meeting room

some fruits and tidbits. “Mr. Fuller doesn’t usually eat these, so there aren’t too many of them in the office. Feel free to have whatever you like while

had a distinct feeling that Joseph was no longer

them with both hands. I was aware Ashton didn’t like eating fruits. If it weren’t a must for

nor tidbits in the

Ashton returned and saw that I had peeled the fruits on the table but hadn’t eaten them. He furrowed his

up a piece of fruit with a toothpick

apologetic. “The meeting later could take a while. Will

with no intention to disturb his work. With a smile, I

his eyes to take a short rest. No words were needed to be spoken between us. As time passed, our love had integrated into the little details. Mutual understanding, care, and tolerance between each other were the crux to spending a long life with

an hour. He studied Ashton’s closed eyes and steady breathing. In a

it time for

watch. “There’s another meeting in M Country

Mr. Crest?