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

Chapter 501

My hand felt warm in his. Looking over at the bags placed by the side, I said somewhat awkwardly, “It’s just a few pieces of clothing.”

Emery chuckled jovially. “And a pair of shoes for me,” she added.

Emery took a few tentative steps, then turned to me and marveled, “These shoes are fantastic! Much better than high heels.”

I smiled at her.

Ashton looked at me and raised an eyebrow. His grip on my hand tightened somewhat as he picked up the bags from the floor and pulled me along with him.

“Hey Ashton, are you blind? There are some more bags here,” Emery yelled after us. She was seething.

Ashton said nothing. Paying no heed to Emery’s indignant cries, he dragged me headlong towards the mall’s exit.

I stopped short in my tracks. “We left some bags behind?”

Ashton furrowed his brow. His gaze settled on something beyond me.

I turned to see Hunter Zane striding towards us. Recognition dawned on me, and I followed Ashton obediently.

Ashton had parked his car just outside the mall. It was a black McLaren sports car and looked tremendously flashy.

“Why did you choose this car today?” The car was impressive, but I had rarely seen him driving it.

We placed our bags in the trunk. I noticed that they were all the items that Emery had picked out for me. How did Ashton know that?

“I just randomly chose this one,” Ashton answered shortly. He pulled me into the car. “What would you like to eat?”

in the mall and exclaimed, “Mr. Quinn wants to have dinner

his lip, his eyes

briefly, while

candlelight dinner with my husband tonight. I’m afraid I won’t

Ashton had secured my seatbelt, then abruptly bit me on the

cried out in pain and looked at him in

me anything!” Ashton retorted hotly. At that moment, he sounded rather

something for you another day, OK? Is there anything you like

with anything

What?

like children must be a woman! Who else would be able to come up with such an accurate

under his name at a private room in a

considered the winter cold, but the pasta they served here was al

usual trio, Joe had brought

for this place a few days ago. It’s received multiple smashing

been a man of few words. He

said nothing either, knocking back a glass

villa to see Summer. Ashton must have said

than usual. Joe had initially intended the meal to be an occasion for

decided to call for the waiter to

the tea and juice on the table. When he approached me, intending to come for the glass of juice

a moment, then moved on

gave us a questioning

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