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

lip, his eyes

briefly, while fastening

afar, “Scarlett, I’ll be enjoying a candlelight dinner with my husband tonight. I’m afraid I won’t be able to join you. Thanks for the

at her and waved goodbye. Ashton had secured my seatbelt, then

in pain and looked

retorted hotly. At that moment,

something for

be happy with anything

What?

men are just like children must be a woman! Who else would be able to come up

under his name at a private room in a restaurant specializing in

to mind when one considered the winter cold, but the pasta they served here was al dente and surprisingly

were five of us present. Besides their usual trio, Joe had brought Rebecca along while I accompanied

“I sourced for this place a few days ago. It’s received multiple smashing reviews online,

man of few

said nothing either, knocking back a glass

villa to see Summer. Ashton must

the meal to be an occasion for them to pick up where

call for the waiter to serve the

intending to come for the glass of juice in my head, Ashton stopped him. “She

waiter froze for a moment, then

questioning look but

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