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

Rebecca lowered her tone, but the coldness in her voice was unmistakable. “Your ability to stick your nose into others’ business has gotten even better. You should really find yourself a new hobby.”

Emery shrugged her shoulders. Not really angered, she retorted, “How I carry out my business is none of your business.”

“If that’s the case, just mind your own business and shut your mouth in the future,” Rebecca retaliated with an icy glare.

The two of them were not fighting, but their rapid verbal exchange was not exactly comfortable for the people around them. In fact, it was quite childish.

I lightly tugged on Emery’s sleeve, reminding her not to go overboard.

She pursed her lips. Without another word, she turned on her heels and marched into a jewelry shop away from the two of them. As a rule of thumb, nothing works better than retail therapy after an unpleasant encounter.

I gave the two familiar faces one last stare and took my leave as well.

When I passed by Rebecca, she grabbed my arm and stopped me in my tracks. “I will not give up, and I have no intention of giving up. Mark my words, Scarlett. If I cannot have him, you will not have him either.”

I couldn’t help but take back my earlier compliment, for I had overestimated her. Giving her a sideways glare, I raised an eyebrow and countered her in a challenging tone. “Ashton is not an item. He will not simply fall into your arms just because you want him to. He is a person. He has never, and will never love you. If you want to crush me, then bring it on. But if you plan to ruin him, I think you are digging your own grave. Considering everything you have now is given to you by him, including this man beside you; ruining him would only mean ruining yourself.”

I did not fully understand the friendship between Ashton, Joe, and Jared, but I did know that it meant something to the three of them. If Rebecca were to try anything on Ashton, I suppose Joe and Jared would not turn a blind eye to it.

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of her for many years. She was used to being the only woman that he cared about. When this attention towards

clothing when I walked in. She raised a

she put on, I inquired, “Didn’t you say you wanted to buy some jewelry? Why are

shrugged and scrutinized her reflection in the mirror. “I have noticed lately that my wardrobe is understocked. Besides, even though K City is cold, this should

relentlessly pursuing beauty. From being cute as a child to becoming sexy as an adult. As we approach middle age, we evolve once

to get anything for myself. She lifted the corners of her

and shook my head. “No, I just don’t really like buying new

long as they were sufficiently warm, I didn’t really

are lucky Ashton protected you well. Otherwise, the media would have recognized you right away as

no time in picking out a few outfits from the

My feeble rejection barely got out of my mouth before I was forcefully interrupted by her. “You came out to shop, and you’re not buying

need it!” During my four years in R Province, I had already gotten used to wearing one outfit for many years. The joy derived from shopping was

“I suspect that you are not even a woman. A woman’s wardrobe will

against her, I entered the fitting room and tried on whatever she had picked