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

I pursed my lips and looked down at my fingers. “Give yourself a break.”

He got up, and before heading to his study, he turned towards me. “Actually, there are still some things I need to deal with. I’ll try to get it done asap, and see you in a bit.”

I mellowed as I saw him walked further away. When I finally came back to my senses, I realized I forgot to check if he wanted dinner.

Regardless, I went to the kitchen, made some spaghetti, and brought it upstairs.

The door was left ajar, and I could see him on the phone.

I wasn’t sure what the conversation was about. The fountain pen in his hand landed so heavily on the contract that it pierced through it. The ink spread into quite a sizeable area from the persistent pressure. Something vexatious was brewing.

Those solemn dark eyes of his noticed what’d happened, but his hand was still driving the pen deeper into the table.

“Are you done?” Fury shadowed his face.

The person on the other end of the line seemed to sense the tightness in his voice. Nevertheless, the conversation continued.

“Brothers? Him and I? You don’t know what the market is like,” Ashton growled.

Yup, he is angry.

After he hung up, ferocity lurked in every corner of his narrowed eyes. He glanced at the patch of ink, lifted his hand, and proceeded with signing as if everything was okay.

Splash! The flick of his wrist spilled his coffee.

poise, pulled a few sheets of

in the market had made him stoic. A poker face was his

phases in life, a man would know clearly what he desired and what he’d rather keep

Knock, knock!

brought me?” The gloom that was

walked into the room. After putting the spaghetti

I scooped the tissues from his hand and chucked them into the bin. “I’ve made some meatball spaghetti.

twinkle, sat himself down, and munched away as if what happened just now was a

Aunt Sally?” I asked as I

wrong to say that Ashton and Marcus are

He responded with spaghetti still bunged

eyes looked towards the documents on the desk. It was the proposal

was it

some tissues and dapped

come off!” I whined. “Ink is the hardest thing to remove. Moreover, it’s on paper.” Coming from behind was

and put down the document. I couldn’t get

plate, my sense of accomplishment launched me

“Invigorating.” Then, he kissed me on my forehead. “Also, Hannah should be

thing!” I bobbed my head, and as I tilted my chin up, I purred, “Ashton, shall we make an appointment to

“Hmm?”

be left in the past, shouldn’t it? Summer was born to the Crest family. I love her as much as I love you. With Jared visiting

he laid his eyes on me. “You’ve given Jared the green