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

I began to pity her. She’d become a bundle of nerves over the appearance of this kid. I scoffed, “Biological relationships are such fascinating things. No one can predict how they’ll play out in the future, so here’s a piece of advice for you—just focus on the baby in your belly and live your life without worrying about every little thing.”

Jared obviously doesn’t love her at all. The only bargaining chip she has is her unborn baby.

I didn’t want to continue debating such meaningless topics with her, so I quickly entered the restroom.

Suddenly Stacey was calling me. I was reluctant to pick up the phone but decided to answer the call after some thought.

“Are you busy? Can we grab a bite together tomorrow?” She worked at Fuller Corporation, and I knew she was busy as she frequently commuted between K City and J City.

After some thought, I replied, “Tomorrow’s the weekend. I may need to bring Summer to the book store. I can’t confirm if I’ve any free time yet.”

“We can just grab a quick dinner. It won’t take long.” She paused for a moment before continuing, “I know you have some misgivings about me, but Scarlett, you need to hear me out. We always have to put ourselves first. Besides, she deserved it.”

Stacey’s accusation against Nancy on the filming set—whether intentional or not—wasn’t a big deal to me. But I do have the right to choose my own friends, and I’d rather spend my time with people who share my values.

“Alright, see you this weekend then.” Phone calls were devoid of visual cues and could often be misleading.

She answered, “See you!”

wasn’t at our table. Only Ashton and Jared were there. I frowned

pick a dessert; she went to pick it out with

little angry, but I couldn’t take it out on Jared. I looked at Ashton

and stood up, holding my hand. “They’re just in

just that her character is unreliable. Summer’s very existence is a threat to

restaurant was huge, and I walked a whole round before seeing Summer.

taking a photo of

You can’t take or distribute photos of

at me. “Scarlett, don’t you think you’re overreacting? I just thought her expression was adorable when she was choosing desserts, so I wanted to take some photos. I don’t have any

Summer towards me, I looked at Kristina. “For your own safety, please stay

your child, I’d understand the extent of your concern. She’s not really yours though. And yet, you’re devoted to her. Don’t tell me the rumors are actually true? Is Mr. Fuller barren? And that’s why you’re

was simmering with anger as I replied, “If you don’t use your mouth for

Are the rumors actually true? Ashton can’t

whispered this last bit into my ear. No one

hesitation. It wasn’t a hard slap, but