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

Chapter 533

Grown-ups were conditioned to mask all crumbles and rumbles with insouciance.

When I got back to the bedroom, I went on with my routine—I took a shower, brushed my teeth, blew my hair, and went to bed.

However, I was just tossing and turning.

This very night, Ashton didn’t come to bed.

Both of us had our own emotions to deal with. To talk it out would only cut deeper into our wounds.

As I finally started to zone out a bit in the wee hours of the night, a man opened the door. “Scarlett.” In a deep soft tone, he called out my name.

He walked up to my bedside and murmured my name a few more times but eventually stopped. I wasn’t responding

“I’m sorry.” His voice whispered contrition.

I couldn’t be bothered, and let my self sink deep into my sleep.

By the time I batted my eyelids open, it was already late afternoon.

I got up and went down to Summer’s bedroom. That was when I saw a middle-aged lady in the living room.

Her name was Flora, the new caregiver Ashton hired. She greeted me affably and went back to her task.

Ashton had hired her to take care of Summer.

and was playing with

decided to let it be, and just as I started to head back to my room, Flora called out. “Madam, lunch is ready. Would you like

down.” And I trod

my dresser, and only then did I notice how long my hair

a joke about it, saying that I could use my short hair to turn down love confessions. All I had to do

the message sooner or

of the past. What might seem silly for that instance had turned into a heart-warming

its own peculiar ways. No matter the twists and turns our lives took, what was yours would always fall into your hands. On the contrary, despite persistent efforts, you’d eventually lose what

That

turned around while braiding my hair. To my surprise,

swiveled back, and everything went half

quarrel

hand softly caressed my shoulders, and I could see his gentle eyes observing my every braid

meet his, and kept on with my business. But there’s a limit to my hair length, meaning

chose silence, and so

Huh!

out his. “We’re

it totally slipped my mind! We spoke about this

in since he’d been treated like a king his whole life, so I had

nodded and opened the drawer as I took

to go to the company?” I rubbed my lips

really in the mood for it.

He tried to butter me up

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