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

had made

phases in life, a man would know clearly what he desired and what he’d rather keep his hands off. Those were the

Knock, knock!

saw me standing outside. “So, what have you brought me?” The gloom that was on his face a second ago vanished. A faint

After putting the spaghetti on his desk, I wiped the remaining coffee off, feigning

from his hand and chucked them into the bin. “I’ve made some meatball spaghetti. It’s my first time making

himself down, and munched away as

the way, how’s Aunt Sally?” I asked as I tidied

wrong

with spaghetti still bunged up in

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

was it

tissues and

won’t come off!” I whined. “Ink is the hardest thing to remove. Moreover, it’s on paper.” Coming

I couldn’t get myself to

sense of accomplishment launched me into an attention-seeking

“Also, Hannah

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

“Hmm?”

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

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