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.

maintained his poise, pulled a few sheets of tissue, and

years jostling in the market had made him stoic. A

know clearly what he desired and what he’d rather keep his hands off. Those were

Knock, knock!

looked towards the door and saw me standing outside. “So, what have you brought me?” The gloom that was on his

walked into the room. After putting the spaghetti on his desk, I wiped the remaining coffee

the bin. “I’ve made some meatball

twinkle, sat himself down, and munched away as if

Aunt Sally?” I asked as I

was Marcus’ stepmother. Thus, it wasn’t wrong to say that Ashton

responded with spaghetti still bunged up in

towards the documents on the desk. It was the proposal of the acquisition

was it only signed

tissues and dapped on the

to remove. Moreover, it’s on paper.” Coming from behind was his low

down the document. I

my sense of accomplishment launched me

me on my forehead. “Also, Hannah should be discharged soon. Let’s

“Sure thing!” I bobbed my head, and as I tilted my chin up, I purred,

“Hmm?”

love her as much as I love you. With Jared visiting her every now and

eyes on me.